Long ago, the Great Rib-Off happened, and as a competitor, I was very disappointed in my grilling skills that day. Tonight, I have redeemed myself in the eyes of the mighty Lord of BBQ, after making a load of ribs that were, to be quite honest, fucking fabulous. A sauce to be reckoned with graced some beautiful pork ribs and a kielbasa, served up with some red potato and dill tater salad, a chicken caesar pasta salad, marinated garlic, garlic mushrooms, and a couple different types of olives. Oh, yes, there was plenty of cold beer, rum, tequila, and bizarre Bill Plympton movies. Good to have worshipthesnake and moonchylde as culinary guinea pigs!

Full of meat and laughter, I sleep now.