Psalm 103:2-3 Dear Lord, Thank you, Lord, for all you’ve done for me. Don’t let me forget that you are always blessing me whether I notice it or not. Thank you for forgiving my sins, and thank you for healing me. I trust you and love you, Lord. Amen 詩篇103:2-3 親愛なる主よ、 主よ、あなたが私のためにしてくださったすべてのことに感謝します。私が気づこうが気づくまいが、あなたはいつも私を祝福してくださっていることを、私に忘れさせないでください。私の罪を赦し、癒してくださってありがとうございます。主よ、あなたを信じ、あなたを愛します。 アーメン
Captain's Log, Stardate 10.23.2007
My husband made a smoker, thanks to Alton Brown from the Good Eats program on the Food Network. He has also connected with some guys online who smoke meats quite often, to get tips and tricks.
I thought his first efforts quite tasty, but I can also tell that he’s gotten better. He recently roasted a pork shoulder, and I took pictures because ... well, because I could.
He made the smoker out of a couple of terra cotta pots.
He has gone very high-tech. He has a remote thermometer with an alarm that goes off when the meat reaches the right temperature. I think it's just an excuse to feed his gadget-addiction.
Here is the pork shoulder on the grill in the smoker. Underneath is a hotplate (very safety conscious, I know) with a metal pan full of woodchips. The chips smoke, the temperature inside the pot rises, the meat cooks, as he says it, "low and slow."
A few more pictures of the smoker, with our dog, as usual, trying to see what's going on.
"Come on, Mom! Can't I have some?"
The meat is incredibly tender when he takes it out of the smoker. It can literally be shredded with two forks, no knife needed. And of course, the smokey flavor is awesome.
It’s probably shortening our lives by a few years with all the fat, cholesterol, and carcinogens from the smoke, but hey—live large! Anyone who’s tasted Captain Caffeine’s smoked pork can testify it’s worth it.
My husband made a smoker, thanks to Alton Brown from the Good Eats program on the Food Network. He has also connected with some guys online who smoke meats quite often, to get tips and tricks.
I thought his first efforts quite tasty, but I can also tell that he’s gotten better. He recently roasted a pork shoulder, and I took pictures because ... well, because I could.
He has gone very high-tech. He has a remote thermometer with an alarm that goes off when the meat reaches the right temperature. I think it's just an excuse to feed his gadget-addiction.
Here is the pork shoulder on the grill in the smoker. Underneath is a hotplate (very safety conscious, I know) with a metal pan full of woodchips. The chips smoke, the temperature inside the pot rises, the meat cooks, as he says it, "low and slow."
A few more pictures of the smoker, with our dog, as usual, trying to see what's going on.
"Come on, Mom! Can't I have some?"
The meat is incredibly tender when he takes it out of the smoker. It can literally be shredded with two forks, no knife needed. And of course, the smokey flavor is awesome.
It’s probably shortening our lives by a few years with all the fat, cholesterol, and carcinogens from the smoke, but hey—live large! Anyone who’s tasted Captain Caffeine’s smoked pork can testify it’s worth it.
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