Hi,
I attended the wake and memorial service for Kenji this evening. From this family, long time friends, neighbors and references to good food and BBQ, Kenji lived a wonderful life.
Outside the funeral home, his neighbor was smoking meat on a smoker Kenji gave him. Next to his casket was his personal smoker built for him in Gary, Indiana, which looked like the top quarter of a 50-gallon steel drum. On top was a BBQ competition trophy. His BBQ teammates were there sporting their team t-shirt for the 'Inglorious Basters.'
In the refreshment room, there was homemade bahn mi made with smoked brisket produced on his smoker. Peach cobblers and bread pudding provided by Smoque. Kenji organized a BBQ event with Barry Sorkin as a judge. Thereafter they were great friends, a scenario repeated in many people's anecdotes of their interactions with Kenji.
His son and nephew recalled all the lessons learned from Kenji and his zest for life. His son related how his Dad could engage in conversation with just about anyone. If nobody was there, he could still carry on talking.
His daughter expressed the family's appreciation for all the people who came, especially those they never knew of before tonight. Kenji would talk about all his friends and their adventures, which nobody in the family knew existed. The needles in haystack arrived to offer their respects from Reddit, LTHforum and other real and virtual communities.
When I later introduced myself to his family, they all remembered hearing about LTHforum. His daughter recalled their recent visit to DankHaus for mrsm's quick pickle class. I had to admit I never met her father, though I was looking forward to finally meeting him Sunday at the picnic.
Like a lot of people who contribute to LTHforum and I have never met, there is yet a kinship for our shared passion for food that remains palpable via our interactions. Kenji was just like us.
Regards,