Good morning America.
I arose at 5:30am this morning to get the fire going. First the coffee got me going and I ran to the market to grab the morning paper. I amassed supplies in the bar so as not to disturb the slumbering clan. I’m hunkered down and ready to roll.
In usual fashion I’ve started the fire with a base of Kingsford briquettes. They’ll provide a consistent heat over a long period of time. I’ll add hardwood lump charcoal before I set the fire up for indirect heating. Then the hickory will go on as I choke the fire down to 220 degrees.
The picnic, which is now on a 10 hour rub, will probably hit the fire in about an hour from now. It’s food of love baby, the kind of love that has existed for generations.
More to come…