Meat Poetry: An Ode to Smoke
Upon waking this morning, I was informed by the WordPress Monkeys that today is Patrons of the Pits birthday. Yup, go figure that. They said we were 3 years old, today. In the blogosphere, just like in human years, well, that’s just getting out of your diapers for good. So it’s our birthday. Seems fitting then to re-print here our very first blog post, just because. Enjoy…
Many thanks to our fabulous readership. Without you there would be no birthday today. And a whole lot less meat pics in cyberspace.
If memories are linked with smell, and we believe this to be so, then there are a lifetime of them every time we light the grill. The charcoal grill that is. Not to be snobbish or disrespectful to you gassy people out there, your way is fun too, for at least you are out there, putting meat to flame, but less you plunk a tatter of wood upon thy burner, you simply will never know the joy of smoke. Nor achieve that true smokey flavor that real BBQ is known for. That’s half the reason we grill in the first place, for the smell of it. For the sheer wafting ambiance of wood smoke floating over a quiet pit. Ducks milling on the pond. Gophers dashing across the back forty. The waning golden rays of sun a’wash over your tranquil patio. And the smell of smoldering mesquite in the…
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Happy Birthday!! 3 years thats great and still grilling!! I’m a charcoal griller, always have been, it was what my Dad taught me, he was the grill master. Here’s to many more years!!
November 13, 2015 at 5:50 pm
Your Dad knew what he was doing then! Yup, 3 years… Not long really, but even so, kind of seems like it some times. And you’ve been around for most of them, seems like. Thanks for that! A true and loyal reader! You deserve an award, but we have none. We’re only 3.
November 13, 2015 at 6:33 pm
Congratulations on 3 years! Enjoy your posts and comments. Keep on keepin’ on!
November 16, 2015 at 10:09 am
Thanks, and likewise unto you!
November 16, 2015 at 10:42 am