Just to make it perfectly clear, I. know. nothing. about. smoking.
Zip, zilch, nada.
I'm originally from SoCal, and my husband and I moved to rural Texas a little over two years ago.
There we had every possible fast-food option within a five mile radius, so actual cooking was fairly rare.
Here we're fifteen miles from anything, so I've been dusting off my 7th grade Home Ec skills - with fair success.
But what brought me to this forum was a charming local man nicknamed Peanut. A couple of months ago, he had "meat" duties for the district planning meeting that was held at our local VFD.
He spent a good six hours out in the cook shack tending some pork picnic roasts and his result was absolutely fan-tas-tic. It was tender, it was juicy, it was delicious...it was like eating potato chips - you couldn't have just one! He would not give up his secret (beyond "secret herbs and spices") and ever since I've been hell-bent on recreating the goodness he prepared.
So here I am. I'm looking forward to it.
Zip, zilch, nada.
I'm originally from SoCal, and my husband and I moved to rural Texas a little over two years ago.
There we had every possible fast-food option within a five mile radius, so actual cooking was fairly rare.
Here we're fifteen miles from anything, so I've been dusting off my 7th grade Home Ec skills - with fair success.
But what brought me to this forum was a charming local man nicknamed Peanut. A couple of months ago, he had "meat" duties for the district planning meeting that was held at our local VFD.
He spent a good six hours out in the cook shack tending some pork picnic roasts and his result was absolutely fan-tas-tic. It was tender, it was juicy, it was delicious...it was like eating potato chips - you couldn't have just one! He would not give up his secret (beyond "secret herbs and spices") and ever since I've been hell-bent on recreating the goodness he prepared.
So here I am. I'm looking forward to it.