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Another Season to Grill: BLT’s on the Weber Kettle

Above the pastels of a western sky, tarries a toe nail moon, slender and bright, whilst an autumn breeze mingles serenely amid the fallen leaves.  I shift a bit in the BBQ blt4chair, left leg crossed over right, a hot beverage in hand, and watch how the wood smoke gently curls from the old Weber kettle. Mesquite, aromatic tendrils of it, ascend into the tapering light, and a squadron of Canadian geese honk over head, their feathery wings paddling through the thin air. And yonder, the colors turn on the old cottonwood tree down by the pond, waxing yellow and brown – all gussied up for their imminent rendezvous with the earthen soils below. I take a sip off my beverage, relaxed and content with the day. Another day further into the season that is Autumn. A most privileged time of year indeed, to be a patron of the pit.

Gone now are the heady days of sweat, where a simple sojourn to the mail box would render you an unruly tatter, returning to the house in a glistening sheen of your own rank juices. Hark, your stench not much better off than the neighbor’s pit bull, or for that matter, the neighbor I suppose. No more, and I’m OK with this. With the cooler weather, I shall bring forth out of semi-retirement my beloved smoking jacket, its woolen fibers still tinted with the scented memories of a thousand and one past cook outs. Of feasts procured fireside, under starry nights, where the cosmos never ended. Most folk think they are under law to put their smokers and BBQ grills away this time of year, but to we avid pit junkies, and keepers of the flame, well sometimes I think the really good grilling season is just beginning. When the temperature drops to jacket clad levels, and darkness descends in mid-cook, here then you will discover a noticeable and very tangibly increased appreciation found in the fellowship of the coals. Your cooker is not just an instrument of gastronomic science anymore, but rather it is your companion. Your comrade in the trench. Your hickory scented infatuation. You sort of nestle up to the pit, and revel in the heat radiating forth from its steely bosom. And glory long in its soft, flickering light, tinted with the pungency of smoldering wood. I love it.

I also love, bacon, lettuce and tomato sandwiches. And there is not a better place or way to make them, than over a well-managed hardwood fire, out-of-doors, and under magnificent skies. Here then is how we did this classic sandwich. And how it went and came to be.


Firstly, you must understand that what is good about bacon is only amplified when cooked proper on the grill. There is no better aroma in all the land than bacon sizzling over hot cast iron. Like wise, there is no more comforting and pungent a parlay than said bacon sizzling over a hardwood fire. The melding of bacon smell and wood smoke is enough to send man or woman alike into a rapturous state of euphoria and well-being. Grown men will babble unintelligible phrases whence under the spell of bacon sizzling over an open fire. This aromatic combo of the gods, of bacon and wood smoke, tugs on tender strings to stuff residing deep in our souls. There is no explaining it. No justifying it. All we can do is appreciate it, and let it be at that. With our bacon tonight, we did it sans charcoal, completely, with a 100% cherry wood fire, the embers and coals of which, raked to one side of the pit for the option of indirect cooking.

If the fire is good and hot, place your bacon indirect, and put the lid on, top damper open of course. Most bacon will come smoked already, but we went and double smoked it again, just because. Bathing the beautiful strips of pork belly in continuous wafts of cherry wood smoke, until the bacon was cooked to suit thee. We’ve said it before, cooking your bacon in the kitchen is good, because bacon is good. Bacon will always be good. But cooking your bacon on the grill, over a real fire, is point-blank out of this world amazing. The higher quality the bacon, of course, the more proportionate this effect is.  Your inner caveman will weep.


Lastly, a toast is order. A toasting of the bread that is. No grill smith worth his patented silver tongs should make a BLT on the grill and not toast the bread. I mean if you’re going to do it, then go all the way, right. And we did. Lightly buttering up some left over ciabatta bread, and roasting it quickly over the fire, for to usher in that crispness of texture to match the cold lettuce to come. And the tomato, well that was to be plucked ultra fresh of course, from our garden folds, which proudly holds on still, remnants of summer season now ebbed and gone.

Inside, we thus assembled the hallowed BLT, and with a nod to those who bring us bacon, and the new season upon us, we duly devoured. Amen.


blt3Fire Roasted BLT’s over a Cherry Wood Blaze. Oh man!! If you haven’t tried this classic sandwich off the pit yet, well, then in the immortal words of the BBQ Pit Boys, you’re missing something out of your life!


22 responses

  1. Simple, yet effective. If only the rest of life could get in line, it would be a cakewalk. Lovely.

    October 2, 2014 at 5:18 pm

  2. Oh yeah, I can almost smell that bacon. Thats a fine looking sandwich.

    October 2, 2014 at 5:26 pm

    • I get had by the bacon every time. I don’t fight it any more. Bacon is good.


      October 3, 2014 at 10:42 am

  3. I so enjoy your writing skills. I walk into your world and can visualize your home and surrounding and smell the food. I am ill right now and I am on a low fiber, no fat, lots of bland food very small portions but many meals spread through the day. It is a very restricted diet. I swear I can’t wait to get off of it. I am drooling all over myself to eat real food again. I should avoid your post and save my self; but I just can’t help myself. I am saving up on recipes to try when this is over.
    Thanks for letting me remember what good cooking taste like.

    October 3, 2014 at 3:19 am

    • Yeah, you might need to reconsider reading food blogs right now! That’s funny. We do thank you tho, for the compliment, and we wish you a speedy healing, Honey, and a worthy rendezvous with your fondest food group!

      Take care


      October 3, 2014 at 9:40 am

      • Thanks for well wishes. From your lips to God’s ears, that will be the case.

        October 3, 2014 at 10:21 am

  4. LOL – “we double smoked it, just because”! 🙂 You kinda can’t beat that!

    October 3, 2014 at 8:28 am

  5. MMMMMMMMM I can almost taste that sandwich over here. Well written Fratello, and now we can add Pit Master to your repertoire :o)……

    October 4, 2014 at 6:10 am

  6. Not much to add my Smokie Brutha … BTL … *drooling* 🙂 Well done … as usual.

    October 4, 2014 at 2:52 pm

    • Ah yes, BLT talk, the universal language of our time. A good BLT can cross borders, language barriers, and in the immortal words of Mary Tyler Moore, suddenly make a nothing day seem all worthwhile.

      Take care, old boy!

      October 5, 2014 at 6:51 pm

  7. I’ve never thought of this PotP. Thanks for the idea. Something for my to do list…

    October 6, 2014 at 5:26 pm

    • Our pleasure! Definitely give it a go some time.

      Cheers Bill!

      October 6, 2014 at 7:56 pm

  8. Liz

    Sigh… You are responsible for my bacon grilling. Had never even thought it possible until I saw one of your earlier posts 🙂

    October 7, 2014 at 9:39 pm

    • Aw golly, thanks Liz! Yes, bacon on the grill is one of the finer gastronomic delights to be had. Very tasty!

      October 8, 2014 at 10:10 am

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