Hungry at a party with frozen food

I'm arriving back from vacation with my family. I'm following everyone toward a long case of concrete stairs on a steep hill. My dad has turned around and is hustling up the stairs. He lands wrong and injures his ankle. I help him walk as I scold him for pushing himself too hard.

My extended family is having a part on a big deck. Along the rails are open-top freezers of food as one would find in a grocery store. I'm hungry. My brother walks onto the porch with a small barely warm steak which he says is mine.