Tag Archives: Barbecue
Product Review: ORCA Coolers And Chasertini
“There ain’t nothin’ shakin’ but the leaves on the trees, And they wouldn’t shake if it wasn’t for the breeze” George Jones “Ain’t Nothin’ Shakin” And we were grateful for that little breeze on this day. Because let me tell ya, it’s a hot one, complete with the humidity that likes to call our […]
Early Morning Smoke: Pulled Pork With A Side Of Sunrise
Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse. Until the predawn peace was broken, meaning a few choice words were uttered after running into a small stool or something in the yard. Then I’m pretty sure the creatures were all stirring, including this years garden nemesis, our new backyard chipmunk. I’m sure he was out […]
I Grilled Tofu And Liked It: Now I Don’t Know What To Think Of Myself
Yep, I grilled tofu…and I liked it. Now all my beliefs are being questioned. For a day, I visited my own version of bizarro world. What’s up was down, what’s down was up, and I was stuck somewhere in between, eating grilled tofu and thinking that this is something I would eat again. Not that I will ever […]
Salt Block Grilled Cod With Verde Sauce
It began with an unexpected beauty of a day. The sun was up and seemingly fully charged, showing improved strength on this, the official first day of spring. “Possible record breaking heat today” the voice of the weather forecaster muttered in the background. After giving the television the ol’ side eye, I meandered out in […]
Cherry Smoked Guajillo Pepper And Mexican Vanilla Ribs
It must’ve been almost noon when I decided to mosey on out to fire up the smoker. Shorts and a t-shirt were the dress of choice, as the impending storm and dropping temps were still a ways away from once again changing our seasons within the same 24 hour period. Complemented by hickory chunks and […]
Chicken Quarters, In The Spirit of the Retro Cookout
I don’t pretend to remember a lot about my younger days, but occasionally seeing certain things will trigger a memory or two. A small fishing pond, a country road lined with hardwood fence posts and barbed wire, and then, well, there’s that whole can of spam thing, haha. But whenever I spy a pack of chicken leg […]
Keep the Cookies For Yourself, Santa’s Getting a Steak This Year
Year after year, house after house, Santa picks up the cookie, sniffs on it, looks at it, and routinely lifts it to his bearded mouth for a nibble. Santa’s bored, folks. Cookie after cookie, sip of milk after sip of milk. Cookies were fine way back when. There were less stops, and he could eat […]
