When the old man croaks, we need to go down their with some BBQ rubs, mops, sauces...and baked beans.
Yep, I went to Cuba. In 3 days we had 2 fiestas! Two whole hogs were grilled at each event. A hand-operated pole rotisary turned the carcasses, 2 feet above charcoal smoldering in a dug-out dirt pit. Some kind of good, but no BBQ sauce. The ex-patriats paid the bil; the Cubans (bless their hearts) ate like crazy. Ate the cheeks off the cheek bones; the lips off the lip bones.
When the old man croaks, we need to go down their with some BBQ rubs, mops, sauces...and baked beans.
When the old man croaks, we need to go down their with some BBQ rubs, mops, sauces...and baked beans.
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