On Saturday I smoked five pork shoulder roasts for a picnic we had yesterday at City Park. Before I started, I tried to remind myself: “Take before and after pics of the roasts.” Well, I got neither. A before shot would’ve been cool, because I had those roasts packed as tightly as could be on the smoker. But an after shot would’ve revealed little more than an image of five black lumps. You’ll have to take my word that the meat turned out great. My friend Kim made her killer BBQ sauce, and there was homemade slaw, German potato salad, citrus couscous salad, iced sun tea, pasta salad, and pecan bars for dessert. It was like a little slice of food heaven.
I sure do enjoy that smoker. Not only is it nearly idiot-proof, but the meat that comes off the thing is mighty savory. It’s also fun to just sit around in the shade and watch the smoke rolling off the smoker’s lid into the sky. I think I might have some loin roast left in the freezer…maybe I’ll fire that up before the summer’s out. I can think of at least one reader of this blog whom I owe some food, and what says “thanks” better than smoked pork? Besides, I guess, smoked pork arranged to spell out “thanks.”