GIFTS GONE HAYWIRE - RIBS ON THE RUN

What happens when you don't really know your gift recipient well?
To my husband's surprise, a gigantic box of Kansas City ribs arrived (on dry ice) at his office yesterday. Someone he knows there sent these to him as a gift. My husband loves ribs! Great - except for one thing -- we are kosher in the house. We can't bring ribs into our house. So, he is calling around and getting me involved in calling friends last night trying to find a house where he could drop them off.
Long story short, he fell asleep early and this morning, the ribs are still in his car, on dry ice. We just tried another friend who lives near his office, and they're not home. Jon is stuck with these ribs. He is also dying to eat them somewhere. And i've spent way too much valuable time worrying about it. I have to get back to work now...


Girl, call your protestant friends. We can help!
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