It felt a little sacreligious to go to a meatfest after the funeral (and the funeral dinner), but who can resist a party touted as the Adventure Club Meatfest: Adventures of the flesh.
There was a sub-theme of unusual drinks.
The hostesses, Bad Influence Girl and Cara assembled an impressive array of...um...meat. The evening featured a whole salmon and a Turkducken. For the uninitiated at Turducken is a turkey, stuffed with a duck, stuffed with a chicken. Sausage is crammed in to whatever cavity remains. Seriously- I saw it with my own eyes. And of course, ate some.
Here is a Blatz from the past. I haven't been one for years, and I work in a bar that sells Pabst Blue Ribbon and Strohs.
Cara found some great looking sodas at the Asian Grocery Store. I wish I'd taken a better picture of the bottle itself.
Here is Evan reading the instructions for opening it. Yes, it required instructions- that were not very helpful. At one point there were tools involved. The opening was a ring that had a glass ball bearing sealing it. You had to push the ball down to be able to drink it. We finally figured out that you had to take the plastic part that was covering the bottle. It turned in to a punch that was pressed on the top of the bottle and the ball is popped loose. If you thought that explanation was confusing, you should see the Chinese translation.
The instructions also had very specific directions on how the bottle was to be held to drink the beverage. It was a lot of work for something that tasted like thick, less bubbly 7-up.
The meat extravaganza was held at Tammy's home. She has two very large dogs- Barley and Hops.
After all of that meat and travel, I slept very well.
3 comments:
In the unusual beverage category, there is still a 24-oz. can of Budweiser and Clamato in my beer fridge. It makes me shudder every time I look at it.
Your food pictures made me drool. What a neat idea for a party.
The church pix were beautiful. I'm not Catholic, but I appreciate their traditions and their beautiful architecture.
Hopefully, your bout with insomnia is over.
I had my first turducken at my parents' house on New Year's Day. It was okay. I'd rather have ham.
You didn't tell us about the adventures of the flesh that you encountered at that party.
:-)
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