Daryl and Joe
Matt’s graduation party was yesterday, and these two guys commandeered the grill and cooked for three straight hours. Hamburgers, hot dogs, chicken dogs, Boca Burgers, whatever we tossed at them, they cooked it – without complaint. Saved my skin (Chained to the grill at a party? Might as well be David Blaine encased in ice in Times Square) and the two guys whose arms I began twisting days before this event – Bill and Peter Rodd.