Last weekend, we had another Wingfest and had about 45 people show up. It was pretty much the limit of our apartment. So, the next one in a few months will have to be somewhere else. As I took these pictures, I tell people they are for my 900 year old mother. No one objected, so I will post what I want. Below are the beginnings of margarita fixens. The chicken wings The chicken wing cook.The chicken wing cook’s damn cat before the fest. Once it started, we neither saw nor heard, hide nor head of her.Some of the finished delicacy.A strange variation with rum.One of the special quests of the party, Donna (working in Afghanistan) on the left and our good Turkish friend, Ayda on the right. Zeynep and Ayda, both Turkish beauties.
And various shots of good people. A few shots of some of the good Marines who attended. Finishing the evening with Marines and cigars.We plan to do another one in a few months in honor of another good friend who will be leaving soon. D.