The start of the day began with stoking up a huge grill with apple wood. The first round of meat was prepared and set to create a masterpiece of culinary magnificence. Cooking continued all through the night and through the next day. Shifts were exchanged and shared. The meal was to create cash donations for Olathe Hospice, in a suburb of Kansas City, Kansas. The final cooking was to take food for workers, residents and family at the Hospice. I commented after eating for a few hours I was close to getting another dessert sparerib, although ice cream sounded good also. A carton of Rocky Road was produced by a friend and we all shared a good finale. During the preparations we took time out to open a bottle of wine called Jumping Frog I believe. A few were not sure they cared for it, but the host insisted we all have a small glass. He passed them out and got down on one knee and proposed to his girlfriend. Being both 60, it was a unique moment for them to share. This yearly benefit was for the nice care his first wife received from Hospice years back, so this was quite a shock for many of us, not thinking he might ever consider this again. Now I will have two best friends. The night passed on with equestrian tales and camping events coming up. I am still smiling.
Many onlookers and lots of pretty blooms around the house to put together a good pictorial essay of this event.
The first worker meal where we sat down was a pork loin, green beans and roasted potatoes. Nothing was leftover, we inhale all that is introduced by our chief chef.