Monday Eats - A Memory of Ashley the Fire Truck Dog and Burger Night

In our childhood home, Saturday night was always "hamburger night". It didn't matter if it were a holiday or during the school year, if there was disaster looming somewhere or news of war on TV, everything we could possibly worry about was held in abeyance until that  ritual was complete.

There could be snow on the ground, or heavy rain and winds of 50 mph and Dad would have a grill out,