Sunday, 3 April 2011

Baby's First BBQ

Given my on-off love affair with the Land of the Free, it's been a long time in coming, but I finally got my ass down to a real BBQ shack which just so happens to be conveniently located at the bottom of my street.  The Handsome Neighbour came along too, it's not a hardship given his love affair with soulfood, and I needed expert guidance from a pro.

You know the drill by now:  a picture speaks a thousand calories...


 Napkin?  They don't call this fine dining for nothin...
 No not garlic cloves, chillis, in a whisky bottle.

 Beans not Heinz.

 And so the slippery slope to lard-arse begins...

1 comment:

  1. By the way, you should look at these photos whilst listening to the latest from KEXP's Johnny Horn, Sunday is his day for Preachin' the Blues.