Indeed, it's been a bit of a while since I've last posted. And the frequency of posts has diminished plenty. Reason being; no time. "That's horseshit." you might say. "Half-asser." you might call me. I understand. My time has been consumed by not only watching over my two wonderful children, drinking heavily in the eveningtime to sooth the pain that they have caused me, and listening to hours of punk rock music in order to scream out the endless frustrations that they provide...but also creating my own business. My own meat smoking, or "barbecue" business. Earl Todd Barbecue is a thing. I purchase various meats, season them nicely, build a fire using wood, place the various meats on the grates of my smoker, and let thin, blue, delicious, curing, encompassing smoke blanket the cut in a hot breeze of indirect convection, turning a raw slab into a juicy, spicy, sweet, melting bite of meat candy. I find great joy in this primal culinary art, and I think I'm okay at it...so I decided to take a go at doing it for a semi-living. So it's just me, on weekends, certain weekends, with five dishes and three sides, catering barbecue. Gotta start somewhere. I sold a few comic books and bought three smokers. Actually, two smokers. My friend, Jamey, gave me a raft that I fished out of once, then sold on Craigslist, and used the money to buy my third smoker. Thanks, man. I turned a small alley of yard in between mine and my neighbor's house into a wood nook, where I chop apple wood, maple wood, pear wood, and whatever other good smoking wood I can get for free around here. I'm not fancy enough to have cords of post oak or hickory delivered to my door. My smokers aren't huge, but they'll do the trick for now until I'm able to upgrade, if business dictates. Sidenote: Want to know a funny word? Dictator. As in, "Man, I need to go to the doc and get this dictator looked at." See: Dick Tater, also. Digression. I'm clearly still figuring things out, seeing as how I've really never been in the food business or owned a business of my own. Or written about said business...obviously, since I'm talking about dick taters and not brisket. There's a learning curve, I suppose. And I also suppose you all are along for the ride. At the end of the day, I really like to cook and I'm okay at it. So if you would like to eat some barbecue that, in my humble opinion, is better than a lot of restaurants around, give me a try if you're having a shindig or company picnic deal, or anything else that might require several pounds of smoked meats and some beans and stuff. And if you like it, tell your friends. Here's to hoping things go relatively well. I sincerely appreciate any and all support--whether it's booking a six brisket gig with some beans and stuff, or simply reading this blog post. Thank you. www.earltoddbbq.com End of shameless plug. End of blog post. //re:
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