Next to brewing beer…and spending time with my daughter…and playing hockey… and playing disc golf…probably my most favorite way to spend my time is in front of a fire cooking up tasty cuts of meat.
While I am no beer snob (except for PBR and Stag…both of which roughly taste like what I imagine cat piss would taste like), I am very much a barbecue snob. I won’t even abbreviate it. I punch myself in the leg every time I catch myself using it as a verb. It’s nothing I take lightly.