I Like Big Butts!
My step-dad flows from one hobby to the next. Somehow an idea grabs him and he really throws himself in whole-heartedly. He's owned a sailboat, a motorcycle, played chess relentlessly and had even taken up barbecuing, going so far as entering competitions and buying a little trailer and going into the BBQ business. When he was trying to come up with a name, I had a stroke of genius and suggested he name it Pork Pi because he's a math professor, and he did. Now he's on to golf, but it's the barbecuing that's still got me interested. He retired from barbecuing last winter when the staying up all night with the smoker and standing all day in that trailer every weekend on top of his regular full time job started getting to him. He was very successful and people loved his barbecue. They still call the house asking for it. Marilyn even had her first (and so far only) job there. He smoked chickens, sausages, ribs, brisket, occasionally bologna (which was a big hit) and Boston butts. I have to say, although everything was really good, the butts were my favorite. I think I'm going to ask him to smoke a couple for the reception, and if he'd like to clear those ribs out of the deep freeze he's welcome to throw them in the smoker as well. Of course, that'll mean we'll need coleslaw and buns as well as sauce, but I think that can be managed. I don't know how you eat your BBQ sandwiches, but I grew up putting slaw right on top of the meat. I think it might be another one of those laws that states people from Memphis have to eat their BBQ this way. It's delicious nevertheless, and if you haven't tried it you should do it at least once unless you're allergic to cabbage, as that could end badly. And don't worry if you're not partial to barbecue, we'll have plenty of other stuff you can eat instead. Plus, that just leaves more for Jerry and me, and he loves butts as much as I do!