Charles Howse
TVWBB Wizard
We had a great weekend in Jackson. Not too hot, no rain, a gentle breeze.
I managed to get all my chores done...
Saturday - gathering supplies for Sunday's cook, mowed the yard, watched the Cards loose to the Cubs. :-(
Sunday - changed the oil in the truck, upgraded the FreeBSD servers, watched the Cards beat the Cubs!
Smoked some chicken with perfect skin.
BTW, if you ever dump the lit coals into the charcoal chamber without installing the ring first, you *can* just set the ring on top of the coals, and use your tongs to pick up the lit coals, and drop them into the ring. I know that for a fact. ;-)
While I was changing the oil in my truck, my next-door neighbor walked over to visit. We talked for a while, and the conversation turned to barbecue.
He used to own a Q-joint in a small town bout 20 miles away, so he knows his Q.
After supper, I was relaxing, watching TV, when I saw my neighbor pull into his driveway. I grabbed a chicken leg, dropped it onto a paper plate, squirted some No. 5 sauce on the plate, and headed next-door.
Long story short, his comments included...
"D**n, Dude, that's good!"
"Son-of-a-****h, that's really good!"
"WOW, that's good!"
Moral - I knew I thought it was good, but you never know if it's 'really' good till someone else tells you so!
I managed to get all my chores done...
Saturday - gathering supplies for Sunday's cook, mowed the yard, watched the Cards loose to the Cubs. :-(
Sunday - changed the oil in the truck, upgraded the FreeBSD servers, watched the Cards beat the Cubs!
Smoked some chicken with perfect skin.BTW, if you ever dump the lit coals into the charcoal chamber without installing the ring first, you *can* just set the ring on top of the coals, and use your tongs to pick up the lit coals, and drop them into the ring. I know that for a fact. ;-)
While I was changing the oil in my truck, my next-door neighbor walked over to visit. We talked for a while, and the conversation turned to barbecue.
He used to own a Q-joint in a small town bout 20 miles away, so he knows his Q.
After supper, I was relaxing, watching TV, when I saw my neighbor pull into his driveway. I grabbed a chicken leg, dropped it onto a paper plate, squirted some No. 5 sauce on the plate, and headed next-door.
Long story short, his comments included...
"D**n, Dude, that's good!"
"Son-of-a-****h, that's really good!"
"WOW, that's good!"
Moral - I knew I thought it was good, but you never know if it's 'really' good till someone else tells you so!
