That looks pretty spectacular. I rarely ate lamb growing up. It was saved for special occasions, like Easter or Dad’s birthday, or maybe when aunts/uncles/ cousins/grandparents came. One family plus grandparents would make 20 mouths to feed.
I can’t imagine 8 families at once! You’d have to sit on the floor with your plate in your lap.
Kids table in the kitchen, all the platters filled the dinig room table ad adults satvwherever they could squeeze in This was on the south east side of Chicago. Grandpa likely went to a slaughterhouse to get his lamb and pig . Pit dug in the backyard.