I guess we could all have felt a little guilty—hundreds of people literally pigging out for the sake of those who do not have enough to eat—but Rico's annual Day of the Dead party benefiting Utah Food Bank is a hell of a way to do some good.

Fifteen dollars or fifteen cans of food bought you admission to the party in the warehouse behind Frida Bistro.

Experienced party-goers (this was the 10th year of the event) got there early and stood in line in spite of the cold front whipping into the valley. Lines for food and drink can get long as the evening progresses, and you want to get your share of the tamales (pork, turkey mole, vegetarian, etc., etc.,), rice and soup being ladled out at one food station

before bellying up to the taco bar which featured whole roast pig—the most beautiful, pink, quivering tender hunk of flesh ever folded inside a tortilla.

Margaritas and beer

plus communal tables and live music

meant everyone made new friends. Kids were welcome—there were sugar skulls to decorate and a clown making balloon animals.

The giant ofrenda, or altar took up one whole wall and guests were invited to write the names of their own dearly departed to add to the display.

By the time we left, that truck was pretty stacked up with canned goods.

We all thank you, Rico's. And many of us are much less hungry.