
Friday looked like bad weather, but turned out to be pretty good. We switched plans because of uncertainty and ended up in Yarmouthpart to visit the Edward Gorey House.
If you know my family, you know we’re big fans of Edward Gorey, who died in 2000 but was a resident of Massachusetts famous for his artwork, his stories and macabre sense of humor. (see The Gashlycrumb Tinies for an example).
See some pictures from our visit to Edward Gorey House starting here in my photostream. Maggie and the kids did had some fun with art after our visit, as reported on Pandora’s Tea Room.
After the Gorey House, we drove south to Hyannis and took a quick tour through the Cape Cod Potato Chip Factory. No pictures were allowed there, presumably for reasons of industrial espionage. So plans of setting up a rival factory were thwarted.
We walked the corridor (which, despite the ban on photos, can be seen here) and saw how chips are made. The kids were most excited by the free samples at the end of the self-guided tour.
On Saturday, Cousin Bob had his pig roast. We got there after noon, and by that time there were already plenty or ribs and other stuff prepared. But they had many pounds of ribs, loin, hams and pork butt still in the smokers. Bob had prepared enough to feed an army, with Don’s help. I didn’t take any pictures (a stupid oversight) but, then again, I was covered in pork fat much of the time, which does not mix well with electronics.
I volunteered to shred pork for sandwiches, which took me about an hour on one huge piece of meat. It was a loin, and I was later informed by experts that I should have used pork butt. But there was so much of it all around, I was inundated.
As the kids swam in the pool, we ate, and I was rewarded for my pork-shredding efforts by being allowed to pick the bone of the loin like a caveman (picture may be forthcoming).
Sunday, Maggie wanted to see the Pow Wow that was visiting Somerset this weekend. I don’t have many pictures from that, because pictures were only allowed for part of the time we were there.
After the rain drove us away from that event, we took a swing through a antique place in New Bedford. Pictures from Sunday start here on Flickr.
I got the secondhand reports about Bob's on Saturday. Glad it was a good time.
However, it seems you still had someting to loin about pulling meat...
Posted by: Bull at July 24, 2006 11:28 PM