We have had a smokey week. I tried mushrooms, salmon, and beans, all of which I felt were a great success. I currently have a brisket going, my first big item that will take a while.
I have discovered that it smells nothing like it tastes. This is a good thing.
It also probably helped that Christine has had allergies and could not smell a thing all week. We were away for a good bit of it, but I have not had any complaints about smoke stink.
Tomorrow we celebrate the fifth birthday of the most important member of the family, Max. If you think I am pleased that he is "top dog," you're wrong. I just know where I am in the pecking order.
Do you think pugs like smoked meat?
Labels: more smoking, sick women, spoiled dogs
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