Geoffโs summer cookout was always the highlight of the calendar.
The community would gather for mirth, merriment, mead and the best baby back ribs anyone had ever tasted.
Word inevitably got out. Every year neighbours would bring friends and whilst they were clearly having a great time enjoying Geoffโs gluttony of exotic, tender meats, they were often never seen again.
I mean, sure, Geoff was a cannibal, and yes he did have a tendency to fatten his diners, and OK he never really let anyone leave in a hurry. But man were those baby back ribs were to die for.
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Written as part of Friday Fictioneers using the following photo prompt submitted to Rochelle by Lisa Fox.

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