What's up wtih what's going down? Does a tree falling on the ocean with no one around make a sound? Barbecue, BBQ, Bar-b-que. It's all in how you sell it.
Because the Night
In the midst of all the sadness of knowing that we are in the midst of the very last of my mother's days on Earth, we had a gig to cater this past weekend. A kids party for 13-18 year olds. Lamb chops, BBQ chicken, burgers, dogs, mac n cheese, corn, sugar snap peas, salad, watermelon, brownies.
Thanks to Phil, we were able to get the lamb chops at the very last minute-- we owe you again. A quick meeting at a gas station by exit 58 and we were off.
Everything was smooth, and the spot beautiful, but it was all a bit robotic with our minds elsewhere.
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