BBQ people are some of the most anxious folks on earth. A private contractor once said, “I can run a $10 million construction project without breaking a sweat, but if I put a brisket on the smoker, I’ll lose three nights of sleep.”
It’s always the same story: we baby meat for 12 hours, checking temps every 15 minutes, muttering about stall times, spritzing it like it’s a delicate houseplant. And when it’s finally done, everyone else is lined up with plates, drooling — but the pitmaster just shakes their head and says, “Eh… it’s a little dry.” While everyone is in BBQ heaven, we're over in the corner plotting how to “do it better next time.”
Don't sweat the small stuff and Have Fun!
It’s always the same story: we baby meat for 12 hours, checking temps every 15 minutes, muttering about stall times, spritzing it like it’s a delicate houseplant. And when it’s finally done, everyone else is lined up with plates, drooling — but the pitmaster just shakes their head and says, “Eh… it’s a little dry.” While everyone is in BBQ heaven, we're over in the corner plotting how to “do it better next time.”
Don't sweat the small stuff and Have Fun!









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