Dinner with the family at Wildwood BBQ. Considering that it is right on a busy section of route 9, the outdoor seating was surprisingly pleasant. The food was fine (although the portions were not exactly huge); in a Jack Spratt and his wife moment, it turned out that what I considered disgusting slabs of fat on the brisket Jason considered a tasty treat. So that worked out. Carter was in a cranky mood and complained on the way home that his pulled pork sandwich was dry. When asked if he had put any of the BBQ sauce on, he had not and felt that he should not have had to? Anyway.
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