Monthly Archives: July 2018
The Meat is Gone, But the Memories Linger On
The house is clean, I’m back to focusing on the company’s work, which I love to do. The rented chairs are gone, the tree that got hit by lightning on Friday is gone, the stump to be ground tomorrow. There … Continue reading
This one’s for Mike
The guy on the right is my friend, Michael Schroeder, who lives three states away and who nine years ago suggested that I throw the party that became The Salute to Meat. Mike and his wife, Janet, have been at … Continue reading
It’s Always Something
The fire under my briskets almost went out last night; total operator error. I went to bed thinking that I had plenty of fresh lump charcoal under them. This turned out to be not exactly true, as I discovered at … Continue reading
This is Good Night
I remember when I was young, the wire editor at the Cape Cod Times, an afternoon newspaper at the time, and it subscribed to the New York Times News Service. I’d rip the copy off the printer when I’d come … Continue reading
Well, that was interesting…
Shortly after the briskets went on the Egg we caught a pretty big thunderstorm. Lots of thunder and lightning, and what we thought was a thunderclap actually was most of the big tree in our front yard falling across the … Continue reading
Salute to Meat 2018: The Cooking Starts
It always starts with the pulled pork. There’s 18 pounds of boneless shoulder on the Egg, with a full load of Rockwood lump and a chunk of hickory the size of a small child’s arm. There are two of them, … Continue reading
The Comforts of Home 