Rib Dinner, April 30, 2011
An overflowing crowd of over 70 rib lovers came out to enjoy our Spring Alive Rib Fest. Regretfully, the event was so popular that we actually ran out of food. We never expected so many folks. We will make it up to those that got turned away with a free meal next time and our heartfelt apologies.
Yours truly was pleasantly surprised by the many well wishes, hugs and hand shakes in honour of both my retireing and 65th. birthday, all in one week. The balloons, buttons, sash and cake made me feel very special. I am blessed with great friends at the Flying Club. That's what makes this Club so wonderful.
I think I just stuck myself with a button.
I kinda like all this attention.
As we drove in to the Club, we were greeted by the damage to our hangar from the recent windstorm that inflicted a lot of damage to the area.
Tommy was quick to make a couple of new friends. He was hoping they would buy him a beer.
Yes, what a handsome looking young guy!
Barb helping Tommy talk German. Is this your good ear Tommy?
Cheryl quit checking out the young guy. It's embarrasing.
Al trying to keep up with the demand for more ribs.
A liberal application of Al's secret sauce.
Sue go take the critter for walk before he poops on someone's shoes.
If I close my eyes, I can still find my mouth. I think.
Success! Let's see now, I have one cheek full so I can take another bite.
Heather don't be so prissy, you can use your fingers.
I may be prissy Elsa, but I don't lick my fingers like Cheryl does.
Is it okay if I put the cake right here, fellas?
I think I will move it just a tad to the right. Just to be spiteful.
Hey Matt did you hear the one about the priest and the rabbi?
Several rounds of ribs got cleaned up very quickly.
Great crowd.
Here is your birthday cake Harry, now you have to blow out these candles. Oxygen will be standing by just in case. You are old now you know.
I wish for world peace........
Whew, managed to blow them out without passing out.
Somebody landed a plane on my cake.
Surgical precision under Scott's watchful eye.
Nobody's looking so I will take one of these home and give it to Sue. She won't know where it came from and I need some brownie points.
Thanks to all that came out to support our Club and enjoy a great evening of fellowship and good food.