I have fallen terribly behind. I'm sure all my readers were waiting. Sitting on the edge of their seats. Practically falling apart about what might have happened next on Lake Champlain. Well pant/fall/sit/worry no more. We ate steak. K. marinated a flank-like steak in a cayenne-ish concoction (it was good so I should really ask him what it was all about) and grilled it like it was his job, which aside from reading books and hanging out...well it was his job on this particular evening.