Charleston one weekend to Chicago two weeks later. I will add in here that I had to turbo-pack and move to Pennsylvania the weekend in between. Thanks to the help of some great friends, it was no problem at all and all done in about 3 hours!
So on to Chicago....Brenda, my diva friend from the WI Guard band, hosts a party every year at which she serves her famous Gumbo. It takes all day to prepare, and the last few years, I have gone to help cut vegetables, keep her company while she stirs the roux (takes at least an hour), and of course, drink some of her beer.
Scary Larry is enough of a reason to make this annual trek. To hear him say things like 'She out.' and 'If it don't make sense, it don't make change.' and watch him do push-ups after one too many gins.
Over the years and various gumbo parties, there have been many a story, most of which can't probably be posted on a public blog. This year was especially a good time with the added bonus of Guitar Hero. I don't take this game seriously, AT ALL, obviously.
We ate all night. Drank while we cooked, and laughed every other minute.
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