Ribs Night

the BBQ sauce question

True Barbecue has always eluded me (and dare I say intimidated me); however, after the purchase of the beloved "Big Green Egg" and salivating over the idea of creating true American BBQ myself after reading Michael Pollan's "Cooked", my friends and I finally decided to create a meal that should rival the best. While I won't dare argue what "true BBQ" is,(I know this can be a point of contention) we all agreed these were the best ribs we've ever had - who cares if none of us had spent any time in true BBQ country. In my initial thoughts on seeking rib perfection, I had looked out at my backyard and considered constructing a BBQ pit and seeking out the authenticity that Michael Pollan played with, but slowly dealt with the reality this was not probable.  I just wanted to feel what separated us from other animals - we use fire to cook our food.

Big Green Egg Recipe - Mango Habanero Pork Ribs

While attempting to get back to my Hominoid roots, I realized how spoiled I was. I'm lucky to have the masterpiece that is the "Big Green Egg" but in the 21st century it is not the most convenient way to cook, especially in Miami. As I stood in the intense heat with sweat beading on my forehead, being mauled by mosquitoes I looked down at my hands. They were covered in black soot from attempting to clean off the mold (another nasty side effect of living in miami) and I cursed myself for taking a shower, remembering that I was about to smell like a campfire in a few hours.

I fought courageously through this set-up knowing that the end result would be worth it. After carefully timing the preparation of side dishes, I was amazed at the outcome. We had prepared a plateful of some of the most delicious food I've ever had.

At the end of the day, we cooked too much food, overate as always, but I don't think I've tasted better cole slaw, mac and cheese, cornbread or watermelon. All made with friends and by friends.   

Except corn - note to self: do not freeze corn for later consumption.

Only two more hours to eat....

Better temperature regulation than my mother's oven

Don't worry, Jeff can eat the burned one