I need to vent a little.....

todd
go midievel on their hinnies!!!!!!!
i am with you and it reminds me of the old saying " no good deed goes unpunished".
although it does prove that the kyhmer rouge was right in cambodia.m when they took power they went to the colleges, got the names of all students and grads, took them out and either shot them or made them work in the fields to understand life. drastic?? perhaps, but after reading your vent perhaps maybe not
hang in there and hope it all comes out well
jack

I have found that to be typical of kids today. They don't think things through, they are inconsiderate, they want everything handed to them, and they just don't seem to care. I don't understand it.

If they don't have you do the cook, I would make them pay for everything you have already ordered.

I had a similar experience Todd. A friend asked me to cook 1 butt for 10 or so friends for his wife's graduation. I got a pair of butts just in case and set them aside. Three weeks before the cook, he says things have grown some and there may be 70-80 people there. I said ok I could adjust. So after talking to prisonchef (thanks again!!) I bought 3 really nice briskets and started cooking a week early. I also provided a gallon of beans and 100 buns.

We ended up feeding 40-45 people, used up all the brisket, and had some pork leftover which HE gave away to friends. I had donated all the meat, beans, and labor.

But in the end, watching all those folks, aged from 9 or 10 to maybe 75 eating some of the best BBQ they had ever eaten (or so they said) was plenty thanks for me. But I probabaly wont do it again for free like that.

Until the next time.

bob

Todd - Unfortunately they will [probably] all be drunk as a skunk so you will probably be able to get by with whatever you feel is necessary to feed the crew, FWIW. Their focus is totally on themselves. I have a son, a very smart and intelligent kid. He got a full paid scholarship to Arkansas State. He eneded up majoring in "Party 101" and passed with flying colors - lost the scholarship, was asked to leave the univ. Even now at age 28 he acknowledged that the "old man's" way of life is good and productive yet he continues in his Party 101 attitude. It truly is unfortunate. Don't get me wrong, their not all that way. But once they get into the Frat house their mentality drastically changes.

You are in a precarious situation and I wish you the best!

All I can say is thank heavens my daughter decided she didn't like college! I think the transition from middle school to high school is tough for a lot of teens, then they rush right to college. They haven't a clue what they might want to do for a living. They need to work in the real world for a while, then decide.
I didn't want to fund a 4 year party.
Well, from what Todd says, I doubt, or hope, they won't be running the country anytime soon.
Thanks for venting, Todd.
That just got of hand! Maybe you can draw up a contract and have one fairly responsible 21 year old sign it that he or she will be responsible for the payment. It's up to that person how the others chip in. And maybe get a portion of the cost up front.
WHEW!!! I feel for you.
Peggy

Peggy, you're being nice.

It's 'cause they were Duke Blue Devils.

Florida Gators ain't so dumb! And play better football (if not better basketball.)

i2BBQ,
Ah but fsu's girls rugby team could take them and they don't wear helmets
just kidding
jack
ps rugby is the only mans game left and now england is whining that south africa's springboks play to hard but my team is new zealand's all blacks

Venting Update:

Well, the guy mentioned in my earlier post decided to go out on his own, so to speak. He convinced about 1/4 of the frat bros to side with him, so somehow the found a cooker and a 90# pig early Friday morning. I don't know how they did it because 3 universities are having their homecoming this weekend and cookers are all but gone from the rental stores.

Anyway, my nephew said they were just doing pig, nothing else, so he asked if we could take the remaining funds, about $400 and provide sides and maybe some additional pork. I agreed. Hit BJ's Friday AM for butts, rolls, chafing stands, plates, etc, plus supplies for potato salad, slaw, baked beans and brunswick stew. Total $333.

Back to the house to do something bad, overload my 008. Couldn't get 4 butts in to start, so I put 2 in, waited 2 hours and shrinkage allowed me to get 2 more in. Yes, it was full. Fired up the old Brinkman about 4pm Friday and put in 4 more butts, plus 4 more in the oven in perf pans. Get vinegar on the stove for sauce, and while this it's going I make slaw dressing and get nephew and a couple of his friends to start mixing slaw. Lucky for them I was able to get pre-shredded cabbage. I started on stew and got it moving and then on to beans.

In between cooking and either bagging(slaw) or panning (beans, stew, pot salad) we were clearing fridge space. We were finished up at about 11:30pm Friday night. My nephew called over to the school and the guy cooking the pig had not started yet. Pig was still wrapped and on ice, but the guy was enjoying himself by drinking heavily and simulating sex with the pig(no, I really couldn't make this up) while his friends laughed and cheered him on. Things are going pretty much as I anticipated.

Saturday AM, my therm goes off in the Brinkman at 4:45. 200* Drag my butt out of bed and go down to foil and cooler 4 butts. Butts in the oven are at 190* so I pull and foil them as well. Butts in the CS are at 181*. At 7:15am the CS therm goes off and I spring energetically(NOT!) out of bed and pull and foil them, then throw the coolers in my car and head over to my nephews house. Drag him out of bed and get one of his friends off the couch to start pulling meat. Both seemed resistant to this idea at this time of day. I've always found pulling pork to be an excellent eye opener. Oh well.

While they're pulling pork, I start wrapping and boxing everything. Phone rings. It's one of the guys from the "other camp". He asks my nephew to ask me how to tell if a pig is done. Seems they had a "small" fire during the night, and now the pig looks done, but when they've tasted it, it wasn't very good. I assured them it wasn't done in spite of it's color because it would likely take 8-12 hours to cook a pig that size and I knew they didn't have it on for that long. They went on to explain that after starting the fire with hickory and putting the pig on, they had all gone to bed/passed out/drifted off to more exciting things. The pig had not been re-fired since about 2:00am. I told them to wait, that we would be over soon. Pack truck with 2 deep hotel pans each of beans, brunswick stew, potato saled, and 3 pans of BBQ, and 50# of slaw, plus plates and other goodies. Off to school we go.

9:35am, Duke Blue parking lot. Nephew, friend, and I show up and set up serving table. Pig guy is nowhere to be found. People start showing up to eat. No problem, as we have our act together. 10:30am, pig guy shows up with cooker and a bunch of friends. We were glad to see him if for no other reason than he had the tent. We set up tent over food, then look at his pig.......

If this were a CSI show, this is the part where they would try to estimate time of death. From the look of this pig, he died a looooonnnnng time ago. Skin showed sign of excessive exposure to heat, as it was roughly the color of coal. A therm inserted into the shoulder read 142*, yet there were areas in the middle of the body that appeared to have been burned away. Hmmmmmm....... I found out that nobody had explaind to them the workings of a wood fired cooker, especially the part about burning the wood down to coals BEFORE you put them under the pig, or the need to tend the fire throughout the night to maintain cooking temp. Anyway, I got the fire started, gave them a spare thermometer and told them where the temp needed to be, told my nephew NOT to eat any of that pig for any reason, and I came back home and took a nap.

As I write this at 5:40pm, I think the game just ended and I haven't heard anything yet from the police, the hospital, the fire department, or the SPCA, so I guess it was a success. I did find out though that my nephew's friend helping to pull pork this morning is a devout Muslim and has never eaten pork in his life. I feel kind of bad about him being elbow deep in BBQ 5 minutes after waking up this AM, but he did a real good job. I have no idea what happened to the pig, but I think a short service and a shallow grave might be in order. Hope everyone else had fun today.

Final cost after BJ's, produce store, grocery store, was $389.23. That included everything but the 5# of BBQ I pulled from my freezer to add to the the brunswick stew. Plus I came out ahead because I had 3-#10 cans of white potatoes left over that they didn't want. Whoopee!

Todd,
That's hilarious!!!!
Are you sure you're not a writer for the old Sat. Night Live Show? Or Fawlty Towers, that's where you've been! I'd definitely print that out and save it. You'll have chuckles for years. I was thinking at the start of the whole pig cook idea that it sounded like that story of how the Chinese came up with roasted pork by burning down the house with the pig inside. But you say the fire dept. didn't have to come out that you know of?
Peggy

Todd,
After reading this I know for a fact that Khymer Rouge in Cambodia were right!!!!!
Following my fellow vet John Kerry I would like to report for duty. I can read transcripcts and I am more than willing to do the "cleansing" that will stop the spread of this pernicious virus!!!!
I would offer more help but quite frankly I need to wipe the tears from my glasses from laughing so hard and I think you hit on how to stop Al Quida. make 'em pull pork
man i love it!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!1
jack
ps. this can't be made up it's too crazy
pps peggy was howling so hard she had me read this and i didnt sign her out and me in and yes it is me prisonchef or as peggy says "the worst pirate i have ever seen"

Man you have got alot of patience, Todd G.

Sunday Update:

I found out this morning that about an hour after I left the parking lot, rain/reason/fatigue reared it's ugly head and what was left of the whole pig was disposed of with little fanfare in the nearest trash drum. The food I sent was eaten almost down to the last bean, though there was some slaw left. My slaw was good, but young people don't seem to like slaw anymore. Don't know why. Maybe it dosen't go well with beer.

I will try to remember this episode in all it's glory so that next year, if asked to help out, I can give a more appropriate answer, like, NO! Better yet, I'll just try to be out of town for the week. This really pushed all my buttons in the wrong way. But hey, I still have those potatoes.

I mentioned this thread in another post and I realized I never did a follow up.

I saw the full aftermath of the party the next day. They had apparently really had quite a fire, because as soon as the fat started to render it flamed up and fed itself. Someone tried to put the fire out with water and maybe a small dry chemical fire extinguisher. Unpleasant things happened. I hope nobody ate that pig.

The next day, there was a patch of ground about 20' in diameter where the cooker had been that was devoid of living grass, and it smelled funny. Funny bad. I don't know if the grass ever grew back.

They were also fined by the university for leaving the rotting carcass of that pig in the trash can at the stadium. Apparently it looked so bad that some people got sick from just walking by it on the way to their cars.