When you have a craving for barbecued pulled pork
sandwiches and you live more than one hundred miles away from Armadillo
Willie's, you have to take matters into your hands.
In this case, you get the barbecue ready for doing some
serious smoking.
Then you step out to your favorite butcher and you ask
him to fix you up with a nice pork butt. That's right, it's called a butt,
even though it's the pig's shoulder.
Some cider based barbecue sauce, the meat thermometer,
and that thing goes in the cue for a few hours.
The oak wood from the trees that were
cut down earlier this year give the meat some great flavor. After six hours
of this, we finish it off in the oven and we have pulled pork sandwiches.
What do you do when you're watching the
meat smoke? Well, you can watch the temperature go up and up and up. It
really is over 100 degrees on the back deck.
You can also watch the two week old
fawn rest on the hillside and drink water from the pond.
Of course one pork butt is too much for
two people, so we invited some friends over to share. April and David were
nice enough to bring a birthday cake for Berlynn and we all celebrated!