By the time that cocktail time hit this afternoon, the poo line (aka sewer line) work is done and glued up. The shower drain, venting, everything.
Next trip is to move the water meter to make room for the footer for the shower closet.
Dinner tonight was a wonderful 1999 Le Cigar Volante (yes, I’m drinking down the cellar). To provide a little more sustenance, throw in another salad, a couple of Cornish game hens stuffed with mushrooms and wild rice, and some roasted red potatoes slit and stuffed with bay leaves. Damn fine meal, but it didn’t keep the rain away.








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