Friday, March 26, 2010
A first time for everything
Well, I finally did it. I've canonballed into the world of blogging. For my first post I had planned to talk about some yummy pulled pork sandwiches I had made, and post a yummy picture to go along with it. I suppose the talking about it part isn't difficult. Since my apartment complex unsurprisingly will not allow smokers on the patio, I couldn't barbecue the pork like I had wanted. I'm almost embarrassed to admit that I was forced to create faux barbecue. Faux-cue? Hmm... maybe that's not the right word. I love barbecuing, so I feel it necessary that the world understand that true barbecue is cooked low and slow, outside, over a heat source, with the application of wood smoke forming a beautiful pink smoke ring. This process should also awaken some long dormant instincts from our carnivorous roots . If it doesn't meet these qualifications, then, pardon my grammar folks, it ain't barbecue. Oh, and by slow, I mean that this can sometimes take at least 24 hours to cook. Anywho, I digress. I started with a bone-in pork butt (no, not a pig's backside, but its shoulder), rubbed it with some secret ingredients, including liquid smoke (shhh, don't tell). I then cooked it while at work, using my wonderful 7 qt Crock Pot ($30 @ Target!), until it is fall apart tender. When this is done, let it cool enough to handle, then pull apart. This is the hard part. By the time it is completely pulled, I have usually nibbled on enough pieces of meat to count for an entire meal. I would say that you must resist this temptation, but as any Trekkie knows, "resistance is futile." Normally I mix in a homemade root beer based barbecue sauce, but I was lazy, it was store bought this go-round. When making the sandwiches, it is very important to pile the yummy meat so that it is spilling off the bun, the more the merrier. Traditionally, cole slaw is topped on the meat, which is just how I like it. Before taking a picture, I staged the sandwich just right, with plenty of coleslaw visibly draped over the meat, and the top hamburger bun sitting back just a little to make the sandwich appear to be bursting at the seams with yumminess. I took the picture, then plugged my camera into the computer to download, only to find out I don't have the software installed and the CD is still packed up from one of my moves. So, until I happen to find that, I hope my description is acceptable. Maybe by the time my next culinary adventure rolls around, I'll be able to share some pictures.
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I was actually slow clapping by the end of that. Well done. Don't worry about Paul's comment about it being too long...he is a visual kinda guy. I personally like to make it seem like I am telling the story, so if yours was short, then I might think you were paying someone to write it.
ReplyDeleteDaina, Paul's comment didn't bother me. The way I see it is that its what goes on in my head that I'm writing about. If his thoughts resemble more of a Dr. Seuss book, that's his problem.
ReplyDeleteI am sure Paul did not intend for "it" to sound mean. We all say things, at times, that come directly from our thoughts, rather than our hearts. Unfortunately, things said from the head are speedier than things said from the heart. In this particular case your entry needed to be longer to attain that "delish factor".
ReplyDeleteAnyway, I say YUM to the pork. I just love bar-b-cue!
Love,
Mee
...but I don't have a blog!
ReplyDeleteLove,
Mee (again)
You know Mom, that lack of a blog thing can be remedied.
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