Cookin' with Sal: Hooray for the 4th

It's no secret that I absolutely love the 4th of July. And it's not because it's in my favorite month, or because it's a day out of the office, or because I love seeing red, white and blue everywhere, even though all of those are true.

I love the 4th of July because everyone seems to be in a festive mood, unlike the stress of cooking huge for Thanksgiving and worrying about what time everyone can come for dinner, or the shopping expectations that come with Christmas and worrying about when you'll see your grown children with other family obligations now.

My kids were raised having an automatic party every 4th of July because it was their dad's birthday. They loved it and so did I.

Even this week, they'll be sure they are all together to celebrate his birthday.

As you read this, the friend and I are in Wisconsin, spending a few days with Peggy Jane the Mom. We love road trips, no matter the distance.

In June, we crossed one thing off the bucket list when we attended the Hawk Springs Hamburger Fry. Although a Wyomingite for 52 consecutive years, I'd not been to Hawk Springs. As we rolled through Platte and then Goshen counties, we admired the massive trains, transporting Wyoming coal east for electricity.

We saw the bison in the front yard in Torrington, and noted places along the way that would be great future motorcycle destinations.

And on our way home, after a completely 100 percent Americana evening, we saw an indescribably perfect Wyoming sunset over El Rancho Road.

"There's one for Ryan," the friend commented, noting our superb phorography staff's passion for stopping wherever they are when they see a magical Wyoming sunset.

Mom absolutely loves the sunsets over her lake, and she loves to be home for the 4th of July. She loves it more when she can have family with her. Thus, our trip this week.

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Cookin' with Sal: Hooray for the 4th