Sep

05

2009

28 – Barnyard Apocalypse.

The Barnyard Apocalypse.

The Barnyard Apocalypse.

We must kill them. We must incinerate them. Pig after pig. Cow after cow. –Colonel Walter E. Kurtz

Hey, I’m just following orders, and these came straight from the top. Read ‘em and get weepy:

  • Massive, meaty pork ribs
  • BBQ Sauce

Them’s ribs were rubbed down with a spice mixture of my own devising, wrapped up in foil, doused with beer, and cooked low and slow in the oven for a few hours. When that came to a finish, I laid ‘em out, brushed them down with some BBQ sauce and ran them under the broiler.

Just to make sure those little piggies weren’t going to the market ever again.

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This massive multimeat infusion is indeed an achievement. I’ve still got the bones in my freezer to prove it. Well worth doing, and stacks up so nice on a burger. Nice, thick, tender burger. This burger is begging for you to eat it. Crying, mooing, and snorting. Eat it.

EAT ME, SEYMOUR.

EAT ME, SEYMOUR.

Eat it now.

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One Response to 28 – Barnyard Apocalypse.

  1. Ribs and Burgers…though your stomach is cheering, your heart is weeping. I’m doing a bit of both. Gimme gimme gimme.

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