And This Makes Some Folks Mad
The novelty of sexual deviation wears thin. Okay, you are gay. Go about your life.
The LSMFT and H2O laws talk is nonstop.
Number 12 where I sat for many days.
13 ain't bad either.
Good, cheap food.
I'll be watching all week on TV.
I bought 8 chicken thighs in the marked down section at the grocery store. They came out to about .84 cents a thigh.
Rubbed some BBQ sauce under the skin, then salt and pepper.
I set the fire up indirect and cooked them 50 minutes rotating every 10 to 15 minutes for even cooking. Then added some apple wood for a light smoke flavor.
Oh my they were good. Crispy skin and very moist meat. Internal temp was 145.
Periodic chart of French fries.
My girl Georgie. An angel. Resting on her leather sofa.
It was a mild winter, a fast winter. Spring is upon us and the Masters.
Good times ahead.
I've been jonesing for something off the smoker. No pulled pork this time because I still have some pork in the freezer. I mainly needed the smells of smoke and meat cooking. And I opted for a rack of ribs.
I set the weber grill as a small smoker. The fire was indirect and I set a water pan for moisture.
A nice rub on both sides.
Good help via Max.
After two hours wrapped in foil they go back on the grill with sauce.
“A master in the art of living draws no sharp distinction between his work and his play; his labor and his leisure; his mind and his body; his education and his recreation. He hardly knows which is which. He simply pursues his vision of excellence through whatever he is doing, and leaves others to determine whether he is working or playing. To himself, he always appears to be doing both.”
– Francois-Rene August, Vicomte de Chateaubriand