Every August the Flying Elvises drop from the sky onto Chicago’s White Sox Cellular Field dressed in their bejeweled Elvis whites, flying the American Flag.
I always miss this part…
but I see them from
the Chicago White Sox parking lot—
where Greg and Marcy host an annual Elvis Night tailgate party!
On the grass behind the cars they have set up two grills, assorted tables, tablecloths, coolers, chairs, plates, forks, cups, napkins, relishes, and the burgers and hot dogs are on the grill.
Friends and families start to arrive and place “something to share” on the tables.
Thirsty after walking from the CTA Red Line with my bag of goodies and wine—
I start with Terry’s stuffed poblano peppers (from her garden) and a glass of red.
Onto the salsas and scoops; mango salsa, corn salsa.
Buffalo chicken wings,and Crispy chicken tenders.
Ready for Jim Torelli’s Italian Sausage Patties in his homemade Italian sauce.
Hamburgers, cheeseburgers, and hot dogs, with homegrown tomatoes and relishes.
Greek pasta salad, potato salad, another pasta salad,
veggie platters, cheese and grapes,
watermelon slices, chips and dip,
fried wonton-wrap wedges,
brownies, banana bread,
candies, chocolate chip cookies, oatmeal raisin cookies.
I’m sure I left something out…
Large, looming, storm clouds threaten, and it’s not Earl on the grill!
Undaunted, this group pulls out the raingear and continues to party.
We walk to Cellular Field where Greg passes out huge bags of peanuts in the shell for the game—in case we get hungry.
The crowd is happy, excited, and full of Elvis impersonators of every age and stage.
There is hardly time to watch the game.
The scoreboard fireworks follow the game, the fans mesmerized, recast— kids again!
Of the Chicago White Sox Pride, Passion, and Tradition.
And Greg and Marcy’s great party!