falling off the bone

Vegetarian readers might want to skip today's entry. That means you Bean, Paul and Fr. Ragan. Why? Because we fired up the Pitmaster Deluxe again. Today was the first time we cooked ribs since last September, shortly before my wife and I joined LA Weight Loss. The big difference is that this time I only ate three ounces of rib meat. Like she did for the pork shoulder on Father's Day, my wife made a dry rub using Splenda Brown Sugar and Morton Lite Salt. After about four hours of smoking, we wrapped the ribs in foil to keep them moist and to prevent charring during the remainder of the cooking time. We burned pieces of apple wood that I had been drying since last year. You might recall my blog entry about the wood coming from the same tree as some apples that fed a neighbor's pet pig. I promise you that the ribs were not from Phoebe Marie.



If you have ever skimmed through this blog's archives, you can tell that BBQ is one of my favorite things. In my defense, I will say that I have grown to love Amy's Texas Veggie Burgers while dropping the pounds. We will continue to have them on a regular basis. Since I find myself writing about the weight loss plan again, I may as well post a radio commercial that ran last week. My wife does a great job in all of them but she especially shines in this spot about the church social: