I'm a glutton for punishment.
Just back from watching a squadron of hungry NightWings destroy 40lbs of chopped pork barbecue served as sammiches, 2 full pans of spicy slaw, 2 full pans of Wampus' Bourbon Peach Beans, and 3 types of sauce. Day-um!
Next thing I know, I'm buying a couple of ribeyes, potatoes (hasselhoff, er... hasselback style), corn for elote, and beefsteak tomatoes for slicing... We're going to eat well tonight. Oh, and there will be red wine... and my feet will be UP, afterwards.
BossLady asked for wings sometime this weekend, so I'll keep this 22.5 kettle and Vortex singing until Monday.
Thin Blue and fair winds to you all.
Kind regards from East Bumblefark.