A Dutch Treat

Dutch oven dinners, I have learned through experience, are never to be missed - especially when they're prepared by any one of the good people of my ward.

Such was the case earlier tonight, when Zak and his dad, two of the best Dutch oven cooks I know, single handedly fed a large group of us who showed up at the stake bowery for an elders quorum-sponsored dinner.

(Yes, I feel the need to mention that it was an elders-sponsored activity, as we often tend to get a bad rap - not necessarily undeservedly - for being able to organize events of this caliber and importance.)

The chicken and potatoes were delicious, as were the desserts that followed. And the company, as always, was fantastic, to boot.

Good times were had by all.