Whew! It's been a long 24 hours. Got home last night - cut the lawn and power washed the swingset. Later, I started an overnight butt cook. Wife went out with our youngest this morning. When I asked my two year old what he wanted for lunch, he said "Hot Dog Fire!" Which is code for "hot dogs on the grill". So, with the scent of butt in the air (this is the only place I can say that without a funny look), I fired up the ol' gasser and cooked up some Ball Parks for lunch. The little guy was happy before he even started eating:
After a hot dog, some string cheese, and plenty of ketchup (or is it "catsup"?), he was even happier:
After lunch, Mommy came home, kids went down for naps, and I stained the swingset, as the butt continued it's 17 hour cook. It finally finished around 3:30. I double foiled, wrapped in a towel and rested it in a cooler while I finished the swingset and cleaned up. I was then able to enjoy the fruits of my labor for dinner:
At long last (just shy of 6pm), I plated this fine hunk of meat, with some Bastardized Piedmont sauce and all the sides a guy could want after a day in the warm, Spring sun: