On Saturday's it is slightly delayed (originally scheduled in July) and again so far it had come together with us a couple of people to grill. Out of frustration with our neighbors , we had asked the meeting under the motto "annoy neighbors."

We did our best and helped the smoke somewhat, so that they, like us, could the smell of delicious steaks, sausages and steamed vegetables fed quasi smell.
Later we went with community singing, although performance but rather was a reaction to a song template.
In sum, our actions, but far away to really annoy the neighbors next door. I'm afraid we simply are not designed to rob other people to really nervous.

Thus I had just left the action to deliver the evening. Spontaneously we decided not to procure ingredients for caipirinhas and shortly afterwards I was in the kitchen and whittle was at the lime. Somehow, while I was distracted but probably because I was confused at first my caipirinha, the order of the preparation. This time I had just left out the ice and Pitu poured directly on the lime with the sugar. Then I was mentally then probably only when ice, because after the filling of five glasses with crushed ice (with a hammer, as elsewhere!), All glasses were stirred well and brought to the guests. The astute reader or who were there will have noticed:
In all the caipirinhas, except for mine, I had forgotten the Pitu, and so it was not long before the phrase was: Hmm, tastes sweet and pretty ok too, but is a little bit of alcohol in it?

Uh? Hmm ... Yes, I'm in there ... then again briefly

But in each case was as always a fun evening This time, unfortunately no pictures looked, but sort of like the barbecue last year