Do you B-B-Q?.
Once I realized there was life outside my small town, I began to notice differences.
Mainly, the differences in foods, and food preferences
It could be anything from the 'Pop!' 'Soda!' debate (being from the Northeastern part of PA, I say 'Pop'), to the point of my post: barbecue.
Depending on what part of the country you live in (or hail from), barbecue (or BBQ) means so many different things. There's Kansas City-style, as well as Memphis, Texas, Deep South...heck, where I grew up, if someone said 'come on over, we're having a barbecue', it usually meant hot dogs and hamburgers on the grill, bowls of potato chips, some potato salad and cans of 'Pop!' and bottles of beer chilling in a tub of ice.
It can be so many things...loose meat simmering in a sauce, hunks of meats coated in a 'secret' sauce, a dry rub, roasting for hours (days?) on a grill, or what I knew best: chicken slathered in a bottled sauce!
Matt really enjoys barbecue. There was a place back in Oakland (I think it was on Telegraph) that he really liked; but with me, the non-meat-eater, in his life, he never visited.
I've suggested making our own sauce, but Matt says it's so hard to find just the right kind, you end up eating a lot of subpar sauces along the way.
A couple of years ago, we found a site that sells Everett and Jones sauces...and stocked up.
About a week ago, in an attempt to use the stovetop smoker more often, Matt smoked a pork shoulder. We weren't sure what we were going to do with it, until he decided he wanted to barbecue.
So, I made cole slaw (he likes it, I don't), potato salad (I tried something new, and baked the potatoes instead of boiling them), and while Matt sewed our kitchen curtains, I shredded the pork. Isn't that funny? There we were, in our 1950's kitchen, with total role reversal. Yeah, well...we had a good laugh over it.
Simmer the meat in sauce, and pile onto a role. I'll admit; it smelled pretty good!
Don't you love the retro aluminum tumbler (filled with Jones Soda blue bubblegum POP)? I have about a dozen, in a variety of colors, picked up at the my hometown resale shop.
And for those who are wondering: I had my own version...Morningstar Farms veggie crumbles (fake ground beef) in sauce. Worked pretty well, too.