This June we had our annual BBQ for our Home Teaching and Visiting Teaching families. Somehow over the years it has grown a lot. People got grandfathered in when changes happened, then one year JB smoked a lot more meat than we needed, so we started calling around and anyone who was home was invited that night. Then THEY got grandfathered in.
So, two Saturdays ago, we had 96 adults and children in our backyard.
Two long tables went along the side under the pine tree.
Two tables alongside the garage on our deck.
Our patio furniture off the deck and in a corner of the yard.
Chairs set up in another corner of the yard.
And children on the ground.
The pitmaster JB made sure everyone got smoked ribs, pulled pork and turkey. Then they ate their fill of all the food they brought themselves (Music Man reference. Couldn't help it. People brought sides to share)
Our neighbor Justin is such a ham. He had all the kids laughing on the swing set. By the way, it sure held up under all those kids. It's like it passed its annual safety inspection.
Benny and his friend Timmy disappeared, then reappeared after rifling through the Halloween box. It was basically the night's entertainment, watching Batman fight a dragon.
We had so much fun with everyone and hope they did too. But wow, next year we may have to slim it down, sorry to say.
PS To the person who brought the delicious potato salad: your glass bowl is sitting on my kitchen counter. You know who you are. Alas, I do not.
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96? NINETY-SIX??!??!?? W-O-O-O-W!!! I want JB to teach me how to smoke meat. YUM!
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