I’ve got family visiting tomorrow, so I have been smoking a brisket, while trying to tidy the garden. I was taking a break with a cuppa, when there was a knock on my back door. It was a neighbour who had just been shopping. She gave me a carrier bag, with a pork shoulder joint and a beef rib joint, as a thank you for the BBQ (and computer advice) I have been handing out recently.
Over the past few months, I’ve beem having good fun with my BBQ. Naturally, the more I use it, the more I learn, but for some of the dishes – pulled pork and brisket – you can’t really cook a small piece of meat. As a result, I throw caution to the wind, and cook far more than I can eat. Some of the excess gets frozen for the future, but I’ve also been passing out plastic boxes of meaty goodness to the neighbours.