The door prize -- won by all! -- was Indiana sweet corn courtesy of Mr. James. I am chastened to admit that while I had the Cup'a Turonistan award on my person, I failed to award it (I'm seriously zorched for lack of rest).
This Will Be Rectified At Our Next! Let's start planning now: when's a good weekend in August?
* I have decided it's like "ThingMoot," though it's no moot thing. And without the high & low justice aspect, just the assembling in a group, drinking beer, eating well an' listenin' to the skalds. Geesh, spellcheck hates me.