Today was a good day.
Well – good for my stomach and taste buds…probably not the greatest for the old ticker or the waistline. Fired up the smoker today and enjoyed some lightly-seasoned, slow-smoked brisket and some slow-roasted turkey so moist that it fell apart in your mouth. It’s times like this when I really feel sorry for vegetarians. I know that they have their self-imagined sense of moral superiorty because they choose not to eat animals…but they ignore the undeniable fact that cows taste good, as do turkeys, chicken, quail, pigs, and…um….sheep? Yeah, sheep.
Not a fan of fish or any of that other nasty sea-stuff. I guess I’m partial to the landies.
But that is besides the point here. I am writing this for one reason and one reason only – while it may not be the taste of heaven, the taste of pickles drenched in warm BBQ sauce is at least on the menu.
Ohhhh…..man…..sliced pickles in BBQ sauce. It’s like the two merge for an absolute taste phenomenon. I would join the vegan ranks if I thought that I could live off of that wonderful medley of flavor. OK, not really, but yummy….simply yummy.
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