[CH] B.B.Q
Ray (Brizby@comcast.net)
Wed, 17 Apr 2002 22:15:02 -0400
CH pod-ners
If you will, picture this, summer 2002.
You're standing at your charcoal grill wiffs of smoke drift down wind. Some
friends just arrived one says hey,
whatcha cooking, Bar.B.Q-un some ribs. Just as you start to answer the wind
swirls around your friend, like
a Londoner in a thick fog. Your friend says is that wood chips I smell ?
( very observant Watson Mmm).
You look him in the eyes and answer, Bar.B.Q-un ribs no.
Your friends see a smile, they know but what exactly they know their not
sure of. The response their waiting
for arrives, I'm Hot Smoking a nice Pork Loin Roast with hickory chips. And
a few thick Pork Loin Chops,
with a great tasting dry rub.
They give you a puzzled look, how did ya get that idea. Standing tall and
straight with elbows bent, knuckles
placed against the sides of your waist. You respond with firm voice,
I'm a Chile-Head, I know about such matters.
Your friend responds with a soft, Oh! The friend say's ( with what he feels
is a real no brainer, let's play it
safe question ) ya got some B.B.Q sauce to go with that. Ah-ha now you've
got him against the ropes.
Of course you've done your homework, you say a simple nope. I have a real
nice Adobo sauce to go a-
long with it. His eyes are glass and his mind is numb. Also some sautéed
onions as a topping.
Now your pal is catching on, a quick flash to the brain. This is no
ordinary mortal I'm messing with here.
You see him pause, you volunteer the answer to his next question. And were
having some Tex-Mex B.B.Q
baked bean casserole to!
Now my CH pod-ners you should be getting the "WOW" that sounds great! But
if you get a that sounds
good reply, it's pure and simple you've tripped your friends outside dinning
fuse. Apply immediate chile-head
First Aid, habanero salsa with taco chips along with repeated ice cold
cerveza. Don't worry about heat
stroke ( the sun will have little or no effect ).
At the table slices of pork loin are passed around noses wiff. Now you
get the "man this smells Great".
Some one unwittingly asks where's the ketchup? That did it! You slowly turn
and pleasantly say ketchup,
ketchup, we don't need no stinking ketchup, ( If you listen very closely to
the movie Treasure of Sierra Madre,
I believe you'll hear that line used in their ) I have Adobo for you.
The light grows dim, the candle has burnt low. The recipes will follow
tomorrow.
Ray