JenKen 1: Vulcan nerve pinch calms hungry, overexcited fiance so discussion of Bajoran chicken salad recipes can continue in peace.

Larry W. Gets Layered or, smile despite everything changing since my beloved Dodgers departed for LA ('57) and Lou G. Siegel's vacated the premises ('97)

Carl and Jeremy: Boys' Night Out, gallivanting about while their loving wives and young children must patiently eat leftover spaghetti and tofu meatballs at home...

Ellen Flax lights up the room

Shalom, Michelle, and Nos contemplate their fleisch of choice

Behind the scenes photo of mystery attendee

Ellen F: "Nos, you'll do how many dozen pesukim if I buy you a Cel-Ray???"

Our patient waiter loosens his tie to deal with the recalcitrant meat eater crowd

Whetting our whistle: big Dr. Brown's contribution to kiddush fund in order?

No, that's not red-eye nor astonishment, that's a reflection of huge amounts of assorted smoked deli meat on rye on the smart-aleck teenager's and the rabbi's faces

Jacob and various other patriarchs (but let us not forget the matriarchs) are truly impressed by the rabbi's post-temple sacrifice fressen (or is it Essene')

Ellen: maybe the intervention of Hebrew National mustard's "higher power" will cut the effect of 3 pounds of glatt kosher pastrami... Izzy: This is too much even for my snazzy sweater to watch!

The Brisket Boys: Carl, Jeremy, Eric, Shalom

The Brisket Boys 2: Horrifying Vegetarians everywhere OR "There Would Be Blood" if this stuff hadn't been salted and soaked, but it's a bissel dry so please pass the gravy...

Holy Cow! Michelle's got some big stuffed cabbages!