September 11th, 2011.

Yesterday was the tenth anniversary of the day the world ended.
Just ask anyone in New York.

It was the day everything changed.

The day even those responsible didn't anticipate.

They didn't think those buildings would go down.
It was just another hair-brained scheme that happened to succeed because of blind luck.

Because you can't sink the Twin Towers.
It's not possible.

... Everyone knows that.

3,000 people died.

But 20,000 people were saved.

And so, because of that -- and because of weeks of watching tributes, and memorials, and documentaries, and watching "Chess," and mourning this horrific event more than we've been allowed to do in a decade -- we celebrated being Americans by grilling out and listening to Lady GaGa.

We had this:

It's seared tuna with grilled brussels sprouts and some grilled cake.

I meant to make cannoli, but I lost control and grilled some cake...

It was really good.