Sunday, July 8, 2007

Jolliffe Rib Cook Out

Last Sunday, at a special request, my sister Lori and brother-in-law John had a rib cook out for David and I. When we were waiting for our amnio results to come back, I said to my sister...
"When we get the good news, you and John need to make your awesome ribs!". (How random is that?) I am not a rib eater by any stretch of the imagination. However, Lori and John make this kick @ss recipe that tastes so good and the ribs just fall off the bone. I like ribs maybe once every three or four years, if that. I think there is something weird about eating meat off a bone. Especially ribs. Very caveman like. Kind of freaky.

Anyhow, there has been a Longhorn (I think) commercial on lately where the guy is eating ribs and the wife says he's manly until some foofy drink is delivered to the table. Ever since then, I had a taste for John's ribs. I don't know how anyone could eat ribs in a restaurant. There is nothing delicate about eating them, no matter how hard you try.

So, the Jolliffe's made the ribs....which my mom drove all the way out to Vermillion to buy. She has a special place she gets them at. Then to top it off, my mom made potato salad and even kept a small bowl of it onion free (I don't like onions). If that's not love, I don't know what is!

With the exception of Chris (in FL) and Tasha (in CA), the whole Sherman clan was there and we had a great time.


Lori also ordered a cake from Giant Eagle (my favorite) that was too cute with pink booties and put a sweet little bear with it. Sarah Sherman wrote a beautiful letter to David and I telling us how excited she is and even gave us our FIRST diaper ... on her.


I've added some pictures below of the cake and the kids. I was a little lazy because I don't have that many pictures, and none of the boys. Leah would not pose for any either :)





1 comment:

Anonymous said...

I check back every once in awhile, and I am glad to see that you didnt delete this forever. A reminder of your beautiful baby, and a hopeful reminder of the good blessings to come. I love you, Lori