“I’m gonna barbecue some dogs and burgers this weekend,” I said.
“You mean grill,” my co-worker from out West said. “Not barbecue. There’s a difference.”
“Yeah, whatever,” I said.
“There’s a difference.”
“Yeah, whatever.”
That was when I lived up There, up North. Now, I’m down Here, down South.
My new co-worker took me to Sonny’s Barbecue. She’s a native Floridian.
Ribs. Pork. Chicken. Beef.
Tender. Moist. Flaky. Sweet.
Corn bread, mac ‘n’ cheese, beans, okra on the side.
“It’s about how it’s cooked: slow and low,” she said. “That’s the secret. It’s not burned or tough. There’s nothin’ like it. Not even grilling.”
“Yeah,” I said. “There’s a BIG difference.”
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Wednesday, March 26, 2008
Life in 111 words: Barbecue is good, but really, what's so different from grilling?
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