Dennis the Chef – by Frank McIlvaine
We were a wacky bunch of guys in those early days. I remember one of the
early drafts held In New Jersey at the Agostas, Dennis had a big sign made
that he attached to his house that said something like "Old time movies....
also baseball". So the directions were something like "go to elm street
look for the sign attached to the house!".
Well anyway, Dennis spent most of the day fussing over one gigantic pot
full of spaghetti sauce. He cooked it, he simmered it, he fussed over it.
It was just like the scene in the Godfather movies where the gangsters are
hunkered down after Brando got gunned down. I don't know what kind of draft
Dennis had that year, but I do know that I had one heck of a meal. Anyway I
clearly remember that everyone really appreciated the meal.
Well the next year the draft was being held at
sauce. He then made this enormous pot of sauce again and then froze it to
transport it to
somehow turn a 50 lb red Popsicle into a meal. Dennis make be able to make
a terrific pot of sauce from scratch, but this thawing process was new to
him. He put the pot on the stove and tried to thaw it out.... It didn't
seem to be thawing very quickly, so he turned up the heat. The net result
was that he ended up burning the sauce. Dave Thaxter, who was still in the
airforce at the time and just back from a one year assignment in Shimia,
US used as a listening post in the cold war>, had just spent a year eating
in the mess hall and said "I've had worse" and ate it. The others in the
league didn't share his enthuism, so unfortunately most of it was wasted.