My neighbor, he is a smokin and BBQin man.... Well he came over yesterday and asked if he could put some meat in my fridge that he was gonna cook today. I said 'sure' and handed him my garage door opener so he could in and out as needed.
Here he comes with 100#s of chicken, 20 racks ribs, 20 packs dogs and 2 boxes of hamburger patties.
We get it all in the garage fridge and in the freezer. So this morning he starts cookin, and I go over to see whats up. Meat is cookin and lookin good in the big aluminum pans he has. He grabs a little alum. pan and fills it with ribs and chicken and gives it to me.
I run back to the house and we start into it.....that dear sweet man that occupies this house with me, looks dead in my eye, and says:
"Yours is ALOT better than his!!" I was like "YES!" woohoo!!
Yes, I was gloating, and so proud of myself, cause I was thinking the same thing. He (my neighbor) has been doing this for 40 years, I've only been on this earth 40 years and one day. But he (the neighbor again) thinks he is the only one on the block who can BBQ or smoke.
start of the war:
I actually pulled up in my driveway once and he came outside to check out what I got at Sam's. We checked the brisket out and were talking about rubs and such and in a second he grags the brisket and is halfway to his house saying he is gonna smoke it for me, before I can even understand what is happenind with MY MEAT! I am so stunned I can even react. He wants to show a GIRL how to smoke meat. (Little did he know I have YOU guys behind me). THe next day he shows up with MY brisket all wrapped in foil, looks like with 3-4 rolls of it, and says that is how you smoke meat. I said that how I roast meat.
I take him over another brisket smoked that I did a few weeks later, and said to HIM, "NO, THATS how you smoke meat".
He took a big cut of meat, eats some and says, "yeah, it's OK" I could tell he was surprised. "what you put in the rub?" he dares ask. I just 'oh you know, a little of this a little of that, whatever is in the kitchen.' "Oh, I see" he says.......
and we part ways...
but I can tell...it is ON!
story to continue....
Here he comes with 100#s of chicken, 20 racks ribs, 20 packs dogs and 2 boxes of hamburger patties.
We get it all in the garage fridge and in the freezer. So this morning he starts cookin, and I go over to see whats up. Meat is cookin and lookin good in the big aluminum pans he has. He grabs a little alum. pan and fills it with ribs and chicken and gives it to me.
I run back to the house and we start into it.....that dear sweet man that occupies this house with me, looks dead in my eye, and says:
"Yours is ALOT better than his!!" I was like "YES!" woohoo!!
Yes, I was gloating, and so proud of myself, cause I was thinking the same thing. He (my neighbor) has been doing this for 40 years, I've only been on this earth 40 years and one day. But he (the neighbor again) thinks he is the only one on the block who can BBQ or smoke.
start of the war:
I actually pulled up in my driveway once and he came outside to check out what I got at Sam's. We checked the brisket out and were talking about rubs and such and in a second he grags the brisket and is halfway to his house saying he is gonna smoke it for me, before I can even understand what is happenind with MY MEAT! I am so stunned I can even react. He wants to show a GIRL how to smoke meat. (Little did he know I have YOU guys behind me). THe next day he shows up with MY brisket all wrapped in foil, looks like with 3-4 rolls of it, and says that is how you smoke meat. I said that how I roast meat.
I take him over another brisket smoked that I did a few weeks later, and said to HIM, "NO, THATS how you smoke meat".
He took a big cut of meat, eats some and says, "yeah, it's OK" I could tell he was surprised. "what you put in the rub?" he dares ask. I just 'oh you know, a little of this a little of that, whatever is in the kitchen.' "Oh, I see" he says.......
and we part ways...
but I can tell...it is ON!
story to continue....
