Trooper, I knew I'd seen you somewhere before - an old edition of Blue Boy!
So, in anticipation of tomorrow's festivities, I brined a Boston Butt for 36 hours in molasses, water and pickling salt. I've just removed it from the brine, dried it, studded it with garlic and rubbed on a little olive oil, salt and pepper. It's now in my slow cooker, topped with some pineapple (al pastor), cooking low and slow until about noon or 1 tomorrow. This will end up as pulled pork on tasty little potato flour sandwich rolls, topped with napa cabbage, spicy dill pickle slices, and a cane vinegar BBQ sauce.
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14 comments:
I dreamed about the Saints in the Superbowl all last night. I don't think I'll sleep much tonight either.
This is so weird. I never thought we'd see this. Now I think we'll see it again.
It's really wonderful.
I love it when you use your Nikon. The difference shows. Very beautiful indeed.
On the eve of Super Bowl Sunday I want to wish Beth and Hoosier Daddy and all the Saints and Colts fans good luck.
And thanks for letting me know what you guys are gonna wear to the game!
In the first photo they look like dancers leaping.
I love orchids. A relative gave me one for my last birthday.
What kind is that in the third picture?
HKatz beat me to it.
Ballerinas.
Beth -- you need to check Trooper out.
Don't think so dude.
Beth plays and roots for the other team.
But we love her anyway.
The Saints on the other hand, not so much.
wv; prepuda- what Roman Polanski looks for in a date.
Trooper! That was for your eyes only.
Sorry. Hoosier Daddy is complaining too!
But hey, I like to dress up too!
Err, Trooper, I meant she should check out your bloig for her picture.
Trooper, I knew I'd seen you somewhere before - an old edition of Blue Boy!
So, in anticipation of tomorrow's festivities, I brined a Boston Butt for 36 hours in molasses, water and pickling salt. I've just removed it from the brine, dried it, studded it with garlic and rubbed on a little olive oil, salt and pepper. It's now in my slow cooker, topped with some pineapple (al pastor), cooking low and slow until about noon or 1 tomorrow. This will end up as pulled pork on tasty little potato flour sandwich rolls, topped with napa cabbage, spicy dill pickle slices, and a cane vinegar BBQ sauce.
Oh, I'm so excited.
"I brined a Boston Butt for 36 hours "
Wait a minute. Are you channeling Titus again?
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