Sunday, October 5, 2008

In Pursuit Of A Better Rib

Come on blogger people. Unlock my frikkin' account. There's nothing here that violates the TOS and I've now blown a Blog A Day challenge because you guys have locked me out :(

Well, except this. 'Cause I went 'round your locks :) Hope that's not a violation!

But, since now I know I can get around it...

For some reason my blog has been locked. Turns out, if you just go edit a post, you can publish that bad boy anyway. I'm guessing blogger doesn't care, because if I were actually a spam blog like it seems that they think I am, I wouldn't go to the trouble to try to get around being locked out. It's probably locked because I started this thing for the Great Blog Challenge, never set up any real profile info, no picture, no nothin'. Or else they don't like the Steelers, BBQ ribs, or ruddabeggas. It seems that random-ish text sets off their automated junk blog filters, so that could have been it. Whatever. This is a pain. They said it'd take two days to straighten out on their end, and they haven't dont it. If it's not back on tomorrow, I'll be trapsing over to wordpress for my blog. A blog a day won't be so cool if they are all stacked on top of this one. Soooooooo...

Below is the original post for whatever day this was...


I finally impressed myself with my ribs this weekend. They're always good, but I've always got something to nit-pick about every batch which is a big enough deal for me to not be completely happy with the result. I still see room for improvement, but they were so damn good this time that when reheating some for lunch today I couldn't stop licking my fingers. Then I chewed all the little bits off the end of the bone. I don't normally go anywhere near that far in my voracity of rib consumption. But, in the same way that the beers in England never reach the perfect score of 5.0, the ribs were not perfect. I didn't take the time to brine them ahead of time, so they were a little dry. I did keep them on the smoker for 8.5 hours, which is most definitely good eats. If I'd have brined them like usual I probably would have achieved that perfect clean release from the bone but not falling off the bone balance. I've pulled that one off before, but never with the insane flavor that came out of this batch. There was one end rib that was super smokey covered and had a big flap of fully rendered fat...just crispy spicy smokey delicious. Truly awesome in my rather humble opinion. I would have eaten more if it weren't for Carey's stupendous potato salad. She didn't forget the potatoes one bit.

The chicken thighs that were also on the can were beyond amazing. I don't know that I've ever had better chicken anywhere. Ever. Sorry Grandma. I kicked your ass.

The next big smoking adventure will very well be a couple small turkeys. Chuck and I are going to hook up the rotisserie in one way or another in the smoker so that we can get two small birds in there and put the hickory smokey delicious all up in their birdie bodies.

And the Steelers won.

Now I've got a date with the Bermuda Rectangle™ and Trueblood.

Ruddabegga

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