Everyone liked the sausages, and the kosher dogs. The sirloin - it was a pretty thin cut, and I got a little paranoid about over cooking it that it was a little undercooked when I first took it off the grill. What didn't help was that the marinade was red - so it was hard to tell the color of the meat.
Nobody complained - which is usually the sign of a decent meal, but I clearly need more experience.
"Oh my God! They have a shit-load of Cockapoo stuff!" -Jennifer's greatest quote... ever.
In grade school our class went to the science centre and somehow I was nominated to be the guinea pig for the bed of nails experiment. The science lady explained I shouldn't worry (reasons Fuzzy stated).