This is such a fantastic post. I lost my mom early (she wasn't even 70) and wish I had her here to share my Q with. Really good to see you having moments to cherish.
I ate so many moinks and ABT's I couldn't get more than one rib down. Never touched the chicken, and by the time that damn brisket gave up the ghost, I was done for the night.
but I'd admit, if there were sausage and peppers, I'd be lookin for the garlic bread.