What M E N eat !!

I am aware and would be one of the first to admit that when men are left to their own devices that we, much like dogs, become somewhat feral.  This can manifest it self in any number of ways.  For Tiger Woods and Jesse James it meant chasing skirts. For some it means eating pizza drinking beer and generally "pigging out".  Not so for me.  I must confess, I love Pizza and I do have a particular weakness for this.  However those are both boy foods and so I decided since there was no one around to tell me otherwise no

That I could eat whatever I wanted. (I usually do . . . but not quite like this) So I decided on M A N FOOD.

No that is not a photo trick !! this was my crowning achievement of manly manness and maneatery !! Two 12oz New York Strips, Mushrooms with Prawns, and Home Fried Potatoes.  ( note the token green beans - - -Steamed Even !!)  Oh yeah and some beer.  Now I can already hear what your saying - - - Gluttonous Much !! EXACTLY that's the point. You see, what I realized as I devoured this delicious meal ( and it was delicious ) was that what it means to be a man is to think . . . " This is good -- more of it would be BETTER!!!"

Yeah. . . I had my doubts i would finish it too.

Okay - So that just happened. . .

I have been waiting to make a smoked brisket for a while now, I had in my freezer a really nice 8lb brisket and I couldn't wait to smoke it for the ridiculously long 10-12 hours it was going to take.

mmmmmmmmmmmm Brisket

However, Smoking a brisket was not all I had to do that day, it is also, (and let this be a cautionary taled) something that should be left unattended.I was working around the back of the house and since I was SMOKING the brisket. . . . I paid little notice the the SMOKE.  Unfortunately for me, the wind must have blown an ember out of the smoker and onto . . . .if you can believe it the BAG OF WOOD CHIPS.  Anyway, Billie phoned and asked "how's the brisket coming?" Good thing because this is what I found. . . .

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It was moments away from an unmitigated disaster. . .

there's something in a Name. . . .

As I have recently mentioned to others there is a something in a name. . . The very name of this blog should insulate me from people complaining.  In fact - Random means just that. . . I might in fact blog multiple times today, just BECAUSE it would be random.  I feel free of the pressure to blog as I am quite certain that I am blathering on to no one.