MacDaddy's Grill

It was hot yesterday. Even more so when you have your huge pit rolling on, but let's talk about timing...

We time this, we time that, but you can never time Mother Nature and her daughter Rain. Yesterday, I just barely beat daughter Rain...

Ribs, beans and wings came off the pit at 5 o'clock. By 5:30 it was pouring down rain. I timed that just right.

Other times I have not been so lucky...

I've been washed out of my shorts a few times and I have learned to look at NOAA Radar for the most accurate storm updates, http://www.nws.noaa.gov/

Most weather gurus around here said "It might pass through at this time or that time and we just have a hard time predicting these things."

Doesn't look like NOAA has that much trouble. They update all the time...

Our local TV smiley faces depend on a computer model that ain't right half the time.

So I no listen to these people no more...

Talk about timing...

B.D.

I'm headed to the other side of town to fire up Big Momma for some ribs, wings and other goodies.

From all of us here at...



...have a safe and wonderful cookout day!

B.D.

For every bow there is an arrow. A similar saying goes: When the student is ready, the teacher will come.

The beginning of the week started off very nice. The heat and humidity has killed us the last few weeks, but yesterday, the humidity was very low. I cut the yard and barely broke a sweat.

At other times with high humidity, I would look like I'd been riding the wash cycle of the washing machine and I felt like it too!

Today, I have to get the oil changed in my truck, do some things outside, clean the grills, get Big Momma ready to pull down to my mother-in-laws house for the 4th of July cook this weekend. Yes I'm cooking...imagine that.

Big Momma will come to life after many months of slumber.

Speaking of this...

For the first time in Nashville (at a Publix's) I have run into Kingsford Competition Blend Charcoal. I have never seen it here before. I have seen folks talking about it on the Web but now here it is. That seems odd that Stubb's (at Lowe's) and now KCBC (at Publix's)

How odd is that after me talking about the limited quality of charcoal around here...

I've used Kingsford
I've used Royal Oak
I've used Sam's Choice
I've used many a brand that I can't remember years back

I just thought it was odd that these two show up at almost the same time.

Anyway, I didn't buy any because I'm stocking up on the Stubb's. I really like this charcoal. There is no waste, very fine ash, good stuff. Again, a little pricey but so was the KCBC. And the KCBC was in a smaller bag.

Anyway...

I've got to hit the ground running and make things happen today.

B.D.

Boy howdy...it is hot, hot, hot. And humid too!!!

But, that is the norm for us this time of year.

We never have a month or two of nice calm weather. It's cold, it's raining, it warms up, it quits raining, it gets hotter than hell, it's muggy, it cools down, it gets windy, it rains, it gets cold as hell, it starts all over again...

Yesterday, it was 90 something with Mr. Sunshine hanging out and it started raining (hard) for about 10 min. and then it was gone and let the steam bath begin...

No air movement, just wicked heat and humidity.

I'm off work next week (layoff) so maybe I can get a few things done early in the morning before it gets too bad outside. The wind is supposed to pick up from the Northwest and cool down the South just a tad, but we always have the threat of thunderstorms when that happens.

Heck, I'm just glad to be away from that loony farm for a week.

Well I've got things to...Uh, B.D. are you going to finish the story about the wasps?

Sure...

I got the short ribs and they got the short end of the stick.



Never come between a man and his toys...
B.D.

Did the short ribs on my little cabinet smoker and pissed off the wasp that had built a home under it.

When she started doing her warm up cycle, they all bailed out of there.

(Yes, their little bee hinds got zinged)

We've sprung a leak boys we're going down!!!

Now I, (for one) ain't stupid enough to hang around when a bunch of pissed off red wasps has had his (or her) butt toasted...they...was not happy campers.

So, I gave them plenty of time to go park their butts in a creek somewhere while I made a beeline (and dignified hasty retreat) for the backdoor and waited...while my little smoker came up to temp.

After scouting the area, I came back out and put the meat in the smoker...

Keeping an eye out for incoming red enemy warplanes and keeping an eye on the 225 to 250 mark, I headed back in to watch a little of the race.

I said to myself...

Self, we'll go check on the smoker from time to time. That way, we ain't sitting out there in open country dodging pissed off wasps. That sound like a plan?

Sounds like a damn good plan...

And the plan was set in stone...

I kept a third eye on the time. This was getting complicated...

One eye on temp.
One eye on time.
One eye on the enemy.

So...
I ventured out when time said go for it.

Muscles ready to fight or run...heart pounding...nerves of steel...eyes like radar...

Bring it on Buck-O...was my battle cry. I could feel them. I knew they would be back. But...back from where?

Then...
I had radar lock on them...

These little red war machines were in the fur trees beside the patio...waiting.

Waiting to dive bomb me with all that fire power when I came within striking range. It was on...

Stay tuned for the next thrilling episode of: Sorry about your luck there my little red friend, but that smoker belongs to me.

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B.D.