Every Thanksgiving I laugh about something that happened over 30 years ago. Try to visualize this because it dang sure happened. Daddy had a custom stick burner before custom stick burners were the rage. It was a bit different. The stack was in the back/middle of the smoker with doors that open in the front and low in another area was a big tray for water or any liquid like apple juice etc. It's the day before Thanksgiving. All of Daddy's buddies bring their hams and turkeys for a fun day and night of partying, drinking Jack Daniels and smoking their Thanks giving feast. We are all down at the smoker next to the barn having a great time. Its after dark now and the hickory smoke is still rolling and the fun is still going. Daddy turned to one of his buddies and said, Billy, we are about of jack black and we need to head to the liquor store. Dad said son! your driving because you've only had a few beers. We all jumped in the Suburban and started to head out of our property to our 1 red light town 5 miles away. Before we hit the blacktop Daddy said hold up! Backup ! I need to put more apple juice in the tray. He said it was near empty. I backed up. He got out and grabbed another gallon of apple juice and filled the water tray and we left. 30 minutes later we returned with a 1/2 gallon of Jack Black. When we turned down the lane to the barn we notice a large fire lighting up the area. As we got closer we noticed a massive flame shooting out of the stack of the smoker. It looked like the space shuttle launching off the pad!! We got out and Daddy exclaimed Son of a Bunch!!! I think I poured that dang gallon of Peanut oil in the tray instead of the gallon of apple juice!!! We got the fire out and opened the doors to the space shuttle and low and behold everything was black. Those full grown turkeys looked like pigeons! The hams looked like burnt bricks. That thanksgiving was a disaster. Mother and my new bride were extremely pissed. As stated in the beginning of the post I think about this event and laugh about it every year. Great fun times and memories with my Daddy. He will never be forgotten. Never place your gallon of apple juice next to your peanut oil at night when you have had a lot of Jack Black. Happy Thanksgiving to you!!!