I gots myself a small meat smoking operation here, that's no doubt. As of now, my bandwidth is miniscule, my smokers are modest, my operation is ragtag. And clearly, with the freezing temps and piles of snow we've already gotten here in Colorado, I am ridiculously seasonal.
But, man, you guys are buying my goods. When there can't be farmer's markets or pop-ups or fun summertime events....you cats limit me out on Thanksgiving turkeys and Christmas hams. You keep ordering racks of baby backs for sportsball contests and pulled pork just because.
I am dearly thankful. You guys keep me truckin' and inspire me to cruise onto whatever the next episode is.
Meat. It brings us all together. And with a little love, seasoning, smoke, and time, it will someday create world peace.
Brisket for President, 2020.
Much appreciated, friends.
I am Earl. And I cook barbecue.