It was the dead of winter, snow blowing horizonitally with a wind chil of at least 10 below. I was hungry, not just simply hungry for anything either. I was hungry for BBQ. You know the kind im talking about. Slow roasted pit bbq that melts in you mouth. Rotating over an open fire slowly turning and smoking with the delightfully delicious smells and tastes that by the time you finally sink your teeth into it you are almost too weak to chew from starvation. Its taken all day to cook. You eat and eat filling your ever expanding gut with the tantilizing hickory flavor of slow roasted pork. You eat and eat till you cant eat no more. Your belly is swollen. Your now fat and full. You long for the softness of that ez chair to lazyily kick back and digest the lion killing portion that you had.
38 prims of slow simmering and rotating whole hog bbq. Never over cooks and is at the perfect temperature.
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