Everytime you turn them (30mins) it would drip down (practically self basting)
and the smell was fantastic.

The handles get hot. Gloves are key.

Corn being wetted down for the grill tomorrow.
Saturday now, 1am. Ear to ear. Like a pig in... etc.
5am... Up w/ the kids ready to feed the horses.
Legend status.
Pre-parade egg&B on Rupert Rising bread.
Seat covers, custom, made of #4 canvas. Nice touch.
Smokey was behind us in the parade. Completely stole our thunder.

VT town green, direct from central casting.
Quail kebabs. Wilbur working it. So good.
Mrs. Quail.
THIS is how you light coals.




Paging Mr. Mort. Rep-band bucket hat ftw.
$10. Deal of the century. Crackling was perfection.
Got a signed kids book from Woody Jackson and some swag.
See you next time.
5 comments:
Awesome! I'm putting the 30th on the calendar now!
perfection!
looks like heaven!
I am so bummed we couldn't make it this year. I wanted to meet Smokey Robinson!!!!!
badass. hey i recognize that hat ;) looks like much fun was had, and jealous of the porkfest!
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