M and J took me to D’s BBQ yesterday. It was a ridiculous sausage fest. Monica was the only girl. All the boys were stupidly pretty (except for J, who is cute, but my housemate so idon’tlikehimthatway). M made lovely homemade salsa and storemade margaritas. She’s mexican so it was guaranteed authentic. Then D brought out the ribs.

I’ll eat just about anything cooked on a grill and made of meat. Usually lots. But I only had one. I didn’t think they were bad, but probably very very bad for me. THey had been smoked low and long, so I figured all the bacteria were dead. At least I hoped so since the meat (pork) was mostly raw. It was also was lightly coated in a yummy sauce that was a cross between a very sweet bbq sauce and lighter fluid. It was really good, but probably gave me cancer.

Oh well.

I decided to do my own today. I have yet to figure out a good and repeatable recipe. but I usually do ok winging it. Today the best looking meat at safeway was country ribs: mostly boneless, about the sze of a pork chop, LOTS of connective tissue.

The recipe today is like so:

1. Wash and dry ribs (1 largeish package)
2. Rub with oil
3. Rub with steak seasoning (coarse salt, pepper, garlic, onion, and who knows what)
4. Stack fat side up in dutch oven thingy
5. Pour on random amount red wine vinegar
6. Pour on random amount worcesteshire
7. Pour on entire bottle of Cattleman’s BBQ sauce and massage into the cracks of the meat mountain
8. Cover and put in 300 degree oven
9. Check it in 2 hours and cook some more or possibly cook uncovered for a bit.