The neighborhood I am currently at has a lot of Irish descent! The house sheltering my melon is decorated with shamrocks and anything Irish. Kid you not, there are shamrock plants which is kinda cool coz I have not seen a real shamrock before. Irish beer mugs, flags, books, maps, Irish colors and Lord knows what else in the rooms with the doors closed.
Anyways, the reason for this post is about the neighbor’s rib fest held last Saturday. T, the neighbor, he’s Irish, delivers the invite flyer to the regulars…I was told the neighbor invitees have been living in the neighborhood for over 25+ years. There is a rib contest for those who wants to participate. Grill, smoke or bake the ribs, bring them over on the day of the fest, or get them done on his driveway, as below.
K baked and grilled hers at home and some participants did the same. There were 14 total contestants this year and the amount of ribs were HEAVEN, especially for a meat lover like me!!!! For those who are not a meat person there were still a lot of other non-meat foods.
There were a lot of food which I didnt’ take pictures of coz no one did. I was real malu to whip out the camera to do it, not even the phone camera. I took these few pics before the whole entire neighborhood, friends, relatives and co-workers of T showed up. One of the appetizers that were so good was this: grape tomatoes, homemade mozzarella cheese and basil leaves drenched with olive oil.
At the start of the digging in, I wanted to take pictures of the many ribs on the table, but chicken me didn’t do it. Instead I stood in line like the rest of the pigs for our ribs, cold pasta/fruit salads, hot dishes, chips and the dessert section was really a diabetic’s nightmare!
There were 2 kegs of beer and bottled beers for those beer lovers. I think I was the very few adults went for water, fruit juices or sodas. I, of course, hit the water bottles since it quenches the thirst better.
Before the eating party started, I sampled a lot of the ribs. First it was K’s when I was helping her (as usual being a gopher) cutting up the ribs, sampling them – which are the best for the judges (flavor – smokey flavor, grill marks, and overall taste). When she and I got to T’s both of us sampled the ribs from the long table where the contestants were grilling/smoking/prepping their ribs. Oh man, they were so good and yet, I was still able to mawed down 2 plates of food later. Call me a PIG, indeed!
I didn’t stay long coz I had to feed Chase. After the 2 plates and couple bottles of water, I headed home, fed Chase and tossed the frisbee for him. T said I could bring him over to the get together but knowing me, controlling this crazy dog, I didn’t.
Btw, he still prefers the blue frisbee over the orange one. The blue one just hangs on his one lower fang all the time.
I had to go for a 2-mile walk with Chase….more so for me than for him, digest the food.
It was a very nice “little” neighborhood get together – getting to know the neighbors and trying to remember their names and faces!!! Damn, I suck at that. I’m not sure if I will be there next year but this first time was a good experience for me.