Some men just like to piss in the yard. We were in a party one day. Nice house, big plot. And one of my friends decided not to go inside but to pee in the garden. He fell in a hole. They were building something or planting a tree, I don't remember. We had to call the emergency services. They probably worked more on his drunkness than in his bones.
On the menu last night: fish empanadas for me and the hubby, caprese empanadas for the daughter. A lot of work but I do quite a few and then freeze some so I have them for another day.