I was looking forward to today's BBQ. My strata (condo) council plans one every summer. The traditional food is paid for from our yearly budget. Some residents bring ethnic food to create the perfect fusion. It is just about the only time when I get unlimited licence to eat junk food. It lived up to my expectations and then some. I ate my fill. I know I won't see those big, greasy sausages in a bun for another year.