I don’t know when but I’m going to smoke some fucking shoulder this july, por favor believe it bitches. I just want to feel like that again.

Bbq is my shit, outside of my mother’s enchiladas it is the next food that I am the fondest of. Shit just takes me back to my childhood, everything from the smell of the fire, the smoke on my clothes that lasts for days just to the effort. Rolling with my Dad through short texas stopping at some guys shanty house turned bbq shack with a horse tied up out front just to have some facemelting brisket or stopping at some roadside joint on the way to lake summerville just to be fed by a bunch of eastern block rednecks.

Fuck grilling, bbq takes fucking work and fuck people who want to smoke for 4 hours and finish it in the oven. Bitch stop getting lazy and tend that fucking fire because it’s just as much about the process as it is the end result. bbq is not efficent, it is not fancy, it is not easy, it is not quick. It is all fucking day, it burns, it is smoke, it is patience, and it is fucking fun.

BBQ is the reason I can never be vegetarian, you can’t smoke a fucking eggplant for 8 goddamn hours. If you have never had amazing bbq then you will never get it. That bullshit bbq sandwich you got at a chain restaurant will never compare.