Chapter 3
The crowd was so thick that Nathan retreated to the kitchen. Actually he hadn’t left it except for the occasional run at the sideboard groaning with food. The families and hands of all the ranches for miles around had come by. In addition to the monster roasts and dozen pies he and Ama had made, everyone brought a dish big enough to feed ten or more. They’d have excess food for days. Maybe that was the plan. Though his brief foray for seconds revealed that the crowd was able to inflict a serious amount of damage on the spread.
He had no reference for this. New York wasn’t big on potlucks. Sometimes a group of chefs would go out together to try a new restaurant, then spend the evening confirming that it was no threat to any of their own, no matter how good it was. Other times th
