I get to drink plenty of vino - a random $10 bottle recommended by the kid at the little wine shop down the street.
And - since wine isn't particularly good at quenching thirst - plenty of Pepsi Max on the side.
Bringing your own food means that you pare down to the very basics.
Beautiful weather means your husband grills (and reads a giant textbook while he's at it).
It means multiple levels of deck to sit out on - each one with its own type of furniture.
Steak and roasted green beans, mushrooms and onions?
Okay, fine.
Not a bad first night.
