Although the hungry hoards bypassed
the appetizers last year, this time they pounced on the cheeses,
hummus, sandwich wraps, crudités and dip, chips and dips, and cheese
and crackers — not unlike a swarm of locusts. These folks didn’t
stand on ceremony!
Some appetizers included salsa, dips, cheeses, crackers, olives, and
other goodies of all kinds. Someone brought a tray of fresh vegetables,
which went virtually untouched, as you would expect. What did go on the
veggie tray was the cauliflower and carrots, mainly because they didn't
leave any green stuff between your teeth. The dip that went with the
veggies was quite good, too. Added to those items was some bean dip and
hummus accompanied by corn chips and spicy crackers. Oh, and don't
forget those delicious deviled eggs that disappeared as quickly as a
pack of piranas can dispatch a capybara.
For about a half hour, folks contented themselves with the
appetizers, soda, and conversation. Everybody did their best to enjoy
some of everything offered. But the abundance turned out to be too
insufficient for us foodies. We began craving a more substantial
offering. But what next? When do we eat?
Ah-ah-ah! Not Yet, Boys!
But oh! can’t you smell that? Is it the heavenly smell of hotdogs
grilling? Nope, not this year. It’s the smell of Bruce, our newly
elected vice-president, trying to light the grill and begin cooking the
hotdogs, turkey sausage, foot-long franks. But as in year's past, he’s
getting a hopelessly late start. Will he ever learn to start the coals
early? Tune in next year and find out!
Struggling to Keep the Coals Burning, Bruce Elicit's Mike's Help