Sunday, August 19, 2007

Ribs

I made a batch of ribs tonight. Well, I started this afternoon, and took them off the grill at around 7:30 tonight. They were done on the gas grill, which isn't as good as over wood charcoal, but I was able to bring some apple wood smoke to the party with some smoldering apple wood pellets I bought years ago. I cooked them on low for about four and a half hours, with indirect heat. I used a dry rub from the Central St. BBQ in Memphis, and turned and sprayed the ribs with a mixture of apple juice, cherry wine vinegar and raspberry port every half hour.

When I pulled them off the grill, they were a nice rosy pink from the wood smoke. I let them sit for about 15 minutes, then cut into them, and they were falling off the bone tender, with the juices dripping all over the cutting board. I figured these were going to be tasty, and I wasn't disappointed.

I've got a couple of half slabs in the fridge, waiting for lunch and dinner tomorrow.

Life is better with pig.

17 comments:

Anonymous said...

I really don't want to read another post like this, Dan, unless the final words are along the lines of: and the remaining slab will be waiting in my fridge for my Eastside friends as soon as I can get it boxed up.

Can you throw me a fricking bone here...literally?

Dan said...

Half of enjoyment is anticipation, ain't it? So couldn't you say that really I'm doing you a favor?

Alison Hodgson said...

I'm concerned that he's going to throw BBQ sauce on one of the kids' arms and start chewing...

For the sake of the children, Dan!

Anonymous said...

No doubt you're right about anticipation heightening the enjoyment...and I've been tracking since the S. Illinois posts...love deferred also makes the heart sick.

Are we character building here?!

'Cause I got patience; I JUST NEED RIBS NOW! : )

Alison Hodgson said...

Dan, Sorry to co-opt your blog to address my husband...

Paul, I question your patience, regarding ribs or otherwise, but especially regarding ribs...I've seen you in action and snarling dogs couldn't hold a candle to you.

Anonymous said...

Isn't :) the universal symbol for I'm being funny?!

Alison Hodgson said...

Dan, again I need to address my husband.

Paul, I was responding in kind without the symbol.

Please don't eat one of the children...:)

Alison Hodgson said...

Paul, are you trying to take over Dan's comment section again? I need to supervise our children now, but tonight I'll match you comment for comment.

Dan said...

I just had some ribs for lunch.

Dan said...

And man...were they tasty, or what?

Dan said...

:-)

Alison Hodgson said...

Dan wants to rumble!

I don't know if you can take us on. :) We are a force with which to be reckoned.

(Please note the lack of smiley on the second statement as I am dead serious.)

...although the WHOLE thing is a joke so it might merit one, upon consideration...

:) :) :) :)

Paul will be by eventually...

Anonymous said...

sticky fingers ... (grumble) ... zesty ... (grumble) ... don't need no stinking napkins ... (grumble) ... mmm, tasty! ... (grumble, grumble, grumble)

Dan said...

I was born ready to rumble!

And notice the lack of a smiley.

Anonymous said...

How quickly words escalate into the imminent threat of an all out rib food fight disaster - a veritable Bay of Pigs.

Dan said...

I'm trying to get Kevin Bacon into a pithy comment, but it just ain't working.

Bay of Pigs!

Hehe

Anonymous said...

I understand your struggle...

Alison considers puns to be poor man's humor but, clearly, I'm not above it. As far as I'm concerned, it's all good ribbin' to me!

Heh Heh.