I just spent another Sunday working in the kitchen of The St. Mark Sports Association. I smell like a deep friar. Yuck. I spent Saturday working in the Bronx, building furniture and cleaning out old closets while the Long Island contingent of the Barbecue Brethren were forcing young unsuspecting Hooter's girls out of their tops.
Thursday night was a clandestine meeting and planning session with Rob Richter of the American Royal winning BBQ team, Big Island BBQ - who doesn't have a website - and my friend Matt of The Hampton Smoker Blog. We held this dimly lit session with much beer spilled at RUB AKA Righteous Urban Barbeque. For now, the fruits of our discussions must remain secret, but all will be revealed soon.
On the blog front, you'll be seeing some new features starting in February. No smoke for this boy this weekend, but I'll talk to you soon.