Pineapple Glazed Spare Ribs

Alvaro nearly kicked in the door with his exuberance, a wide and wild grin spread across his glowing face.
"Hey. get up! It's BEACH DAY!"
A long, loud groan was issues from beneath several blankets, followed by the audible scraping of stone as his bandmate and best friend, Berlios, rose from a heavy (probably drunken) slumber.
"Fuck, why do you have to be so LOUD? Don't you know how to be quiet?"
"Nope!" Alvaro's grin only widened to a level that could be considered 'unnerving' as he threw the blankets off of his friend,"Come on! We're going to miss all the festivities!"
"I'm going to 'festive' my foot up your ass..." he grumbled, even as he rose to his feet and rubbed at his eyes. Well, two of them. The third one blinked sleepily, before all three of them leveled a narrowed glare towards the skeleton-man.
Who, of course, only kept grinning and practically vibrated with barely restrained energy.

So of course, in just an hour or two, the two had met up with their bandmate and companion, Va'ali.
The Reef shiji grinned when he saw the two of them, Berlios shuffling along like a corpse on legs and Alvaro nearly sprinting across the sand to meet him.
"You both made it!"
"As if we would miss the first time your cool-ass festival makes it onto land!" Alvaro cackled. It was the smell of food that finally made Berlios perk up, his stomach grumbling loudly. With a sudden determination, he began to make a bee-line for the food stands that were spread out long the beach and boardwalk.
"You sure look fancy today," Alvaro clapped his hand onto Va'ali's shoulder, causing the shells and beads that adorned his coral bits to jingle in a manner most appealing.
"Uh, yeah? I gotta be. ...Is he okay?" he asked, pointing to Berlios, who's slumped shoulders gave away the way he was looking at the food.
"Yeah, he's hungover."
"Oooooh. Got it."
Several minutes passed as they watched him slowly meander up and down the rows upon rows of food, piling up a plate (where had he gotten that?) as if he was invited to the barbecue. As they watched, his plate became more and more piled high with foods. Bright colors, aromatic scents, glazes...
Eventually, he returned to the little gang with both hands full of food,"....Lets go sit."
The plates were laid out before them, and almost immediately, Alvaro understood why Berlios had piled them so high.
Va'ali seemed satisfied with the selection, and seemed kind enough to point them out.

"These here, these are the pineapple spare ribs. And... that is the mango-nut crusted sea bass. And the meatballs! Those are...just sweet meatballs.. Man, you're carnivorous today, huh?"
"Mm." Berlios used his claw to push the spare ribs to the side to show an array of fruit as well. Several fruit skewers, some bearing grill marks, and a few bits of grilled vegetabes as well. So, not ENTIRELY carnivorous, apparently.
"You want the recipes for these?"
"Ooooh, hell yeah. Luan would love that." Alvaro nodded in affirmation, and Berlios sort of nodded numbly, even with the food in his mouth.
Va'ali laughed, but meandered off to find things to write with.