Barbecue!

[CameronBornAndBred]

Here's my new grill. Who wants to put it together?

And here's my last adventure on my old grill. I'm gonna sell it, I love it, but I now have 5 grills on my porch.
This is 4 hours into my brisket that I made this weekend, it took 9 to finish. This is the first one that I never wrapped in tinfoil; I was much happier with the results.

[lawgrad91]

Here's my new grill. Who wants to put it together?

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And here's my last adventure on my old grill. I'm gonna sell it, I love it, but I now have 5 grills on my porch.
This is 4 hours into my brisket that I made this weekend, it took 9 to finish. This is the first one that I never wrapped in tinfoil; I was much happier with the results.

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If I lived closer by, I would help you, provided you paid me in brisket and adult beverage.

[CameronBornAndBred]

Here's my new grill. Who wants to put it together?

brisket and grill 005.JPG

And here's my last adventure on my old grill. I'm gonna sell it, I love it, but I now have 5 grills on my porch.
This is 4 hours into my brisket that I made this weekend, it took 9 to finish. This is the first one that I never wrapped in tinfoil; I was much happier with the results.

brisket and grill 010.JPG

If I lived closer by, I would help you, provided you paid me in brisket and adult beverage.

If you lived closer, I'd give you brisket for free. That was a 5 pound slab, I have lots left over.

[lawgrad91]

Seriously, I like putting stuff together. It's nice to be able to see results from work, since I don't get that at the office.

[captmojo]

Here's my new grill. Who wants to put it together?

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Maybe this should be in the 'exercise' thread?

[captmojo]

Oh yeah! I nearly forgot but this gets me another post.
If your porch collapses and it kills more than four grills....















































Go forth and buy number five!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[devildeac]

Oh yeah! I nearly forgot but this gets me another post.
If your porch collapses and it kills more than four grills....















































Go forth and buy number five!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Wrong answer.

Proper response would be: You REALLY might be a redneck.

[captmojo]

I didn't wanna go that far.

[Johnboy]

You REALLY might be a redneck.

Speaking of which . . .
This past Saturday night, my wife and I attended our monthly supper club. Every summer, we have a pig pickin' by the river. The guys who cook the pig do an awesome job, and there's plenty of wonderful side dishes, beer wine, and liquor to go around. This year someone even made homemade peach ice cream.

So, after thanks is returned, we all go through the chow line, get a plateful of heaven and find a seat on one of the tables set about the lawn. The weather is perfect. There are several neighborhood dogs looking for a handout. The river is slick calm, with hues of pink and purple and orange on the surface, reflecting the sunset. It's dusk, going to dark.

Everyone is seated, eating and talking, when our fellowship is suddenly disturbed by the whole pack of dogs going crazy, barking and jumping at the base of a tree. My friend Paul gets up, goes over to the tree, and starts looking in the ivy. Slowly, he reaches up, then with a quick motion, snatches a 'possum off the tree, and now he's swinging it around by the tail. The dogs are in a frenzy, jumping at the 'possum. The 'possum is hissing and trying to turn and bite Paul. Paul just keeps swinging the little fella by its tail to keep it from turning on him. This goes on for about ten seconds, until some ground bees emerge and start stinging the dogs and another of our group, Tim, who has wandered over for a better look. So now the dogs are yelping and Tim's yelping "Ouch! Paul - bees!" Paul swings the 'possum back onto the tree unharmed, and the rest of them - Paul, Tim and the dogs - retreat back across the yard from the bees. The rest of us just laughed and went back to eating our meal. The conversation inevitably turned to what critters we'd ever handled.

Turns out Tim and Paul are both quite experienced at catching snakes, including poisonous ones, along with other small critters. They don't harm any of these creatures, BTW (beyond disturbing them).

Anyway, that's a little slice of life "down East".

[CameronBornAndBred]

Turns out Tim and Paul are both quite experienced at catching snakes, including poisonous ones, along with other small critters. They don't harm any of these creatures, BTW (beyond disturbing them).

As an avid snake hunter, that's nice to hear for a change. I bet the possum wished he was a snake! Thanks for the tale, that's a trip.

[OZZIE4DUKE]

My friend Paul gets up, goes over to the tree, and starts looking in the ivy. Slowly, he reaches up, then with a quick motion, snatches a 'possum off the tree, and now he's swinging it around by the tail. The dogs are in a frenzy, jumping at the 'possum. The 'possum is hissing and trying to turn and bite Paul. Paul just keeps swinging the little fella by its tail to keep it from turning on him. This goes on for about ten seconds

1. Yup, Paul is a redneck.
2. Was Paul planning on slinging the possum? Sort of a Rocky the Flying Possum moment? What could he have possibly been thinking. Oh, wait, he's a redneck!

[devildeac]

You REALLY might be a redneck.

Speaking of which . . .
This past Saturday night, my wife and I attended our monthly supper club. Every summer, we have a pig pickin' by the river. The guys who cook the pig do an awesome job, and there's plenty of wonderful side dishes, beer wine, and liquor to go around. This year someone even made homemade peach ice cream.

So, after thanks is returned, we all go through the chow line, get a plateful of heaven and find a seat on one of the tables set about the lawn. The weather is perfect. There are several neighborhood dogs looking for a handout. The river is slick calm, with hues of pink and purple and orange on the surface, reflecting the sunset. It's dusk, going to dark.

Everyone is seated, eating and talking, when our fellowship is suddenly disturbed by the whole pack of dogs going crazy, barking and jumping at the base of a tree. My friend Paul gets up, goes over to the tree, and starts looking in the ivy. Slowly, he reaches up, then with a quick motion, snatches a 'possum off the tree, and now he's swinging it around by the tail. The dogs are in a frenzy, jumping at the 'possum. The 'possum is hissing and trying to turn and bite Paul. Paul just keeps swinging the little fella by its tail to keep it from turning on him. This goes on for about ten seconds, until some ground bees emerge and start stinging the dogs and another of our group, Tim, who has wandered over for a better look. So now the dogs are yelping and Tim's yelping "Ouch! Paul - bees!" Paul swings the 'possum back onto the tree unharmed, and the rest of them - Paul, Tim and the dogs - retreat back across the yard from the bees. The rest of us just laughed and went back to eating our meal. The conversation inevitably turned to what critters we'd ever handled.

Turns out Tim and Paul are both quite experienced at catching snakes, including poisonous ones, along with other small critters. They don't harm any of these creatures, BTW (beyond disturbing them).

Anyway, that's a little slice of life "down East".

Thanks for sharing.

[Johnboy]

My friend Paul gets up, goes over to the tree, and starts looking in the ivy. Slowly, he reaches up, then with a quick motion, snatches a 'possum off the tree, and now he's swinging it around by the tail. The dogs are in a frenzy, jumping at the 'possum. The 'possum is hissing and trying to turn and bite Paul. Paul just keeps swinging the little fella by its tail to keep it from turning on him. This goes on for about ten seconds

1. Yup, Paul is a redneck.

The question is whether Paul intended to make a 'possum stew. Then he might just be a chef! ;)

Paul has a great sense of humor. He named his boat "Ruthless".
Why is it that funny? His wife is Ruth.

[CathyCA]

My friend Paul gets up, goes over to the tree, and starts looking in the ivy. Slowly, he reaches up, then with a quick motion, snatches a 'possum off the tree, and now he's swinging it around by the tail. The dogs are in a frenzy, jumping at the 'possum. The 'possum is hissing and trying to turn and bite Paul. Paul just keeps swinging the little fella by its tail to keep it from turning on him. This goes on for about ten seconds

1. Yup, Paul is a redneck.

The question is whether Paul intended to make a 'possum stew. Then he might just be a chef! ;)

Paul has a great sense of humor. He named his boat "Ruthless".
Why is it that funny? His wife is Ruth.

HYSTERICAL!

[OZZIE4DUKE]

Paul has a great sense of humor. He named his boat "Ruthless".
Why is it that funny? His wife is Ruth.

That was my immediate thought as I read the second sentence, as my MIL and granddaughter are both named Ruth!

[Lavabe]

My friend Paul gets up, goes over to the tree, and starts looking in the ivy. Slowly, he reaches up, then with a quick motion, snatches a 'possum off the tree, and now he's swinging it around by the tail. The dogs are in a frenzy, jumping at the 'possum. The 'possum is hissing and trying to turn and bite Paul. Paul just keeps swinging the little fella by its tail to keep it from turning on him. This goes on for about ten seconds

[CameronBornAndBred]

New grill's first flame.

New grill's first rack of ribs.

[devildeac]

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New grill's first flame.

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New grill's first rack of ribs.

Where's the 'possum?

[CameronBornAndBred]

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New grill's first flame.

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New grill's first rack of ribs.

Where's the 'possum?

Still in the road.

[devildeac]

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New grill's first flame.

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New grill's first rack of ribs.

Where's the 'possum?

Still in the road.

Could be back up in the tree.