Even though I'm welcoming the 70 degree temperatures, I'm still mourning the loss of summer. This was the last official barbeque of the summer that I attended. Good people, several different kinds of macaroni salad, potato sack races, and hot dogs on the grill. I wasn't even hungry, but barbeques bring out the champion eater in me. I will stuff my face until there are only crumbs and a few stray macaronis left on the table. And stuff, I did.
The largest grill ever
For the power of hot dogs
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