It's a cold day in mid-October.
As per our arrangements, I meet Ellen in the parking lot of the BLC. you know, it's sort of like a drug deal (not that I've ever done such a thing. Really).
I drive up in my car. She's already there, in her Subaru Forester, which she points out is a mobile refrigerator, because of all the frozen meat she is hauling around.
We transfer something a little under 100 pounds of beef into four, yes, FOUR, coolers I had brought for the deal.
I think to myself, what the hell are we going to do with all this beef???
Thus begins the adventure.