A few years back my sister coined a new phrase for gift giving in our family — “I love you” presents. It is as simple as it sounds; an I love you present is a gift given simply for love, no holiday or real reason required.
Tim gave me a wonderful I love you present!!
After watching me struggle to smoke with our Weber kettle grill for over a year, he bought me a Weber Smokey Mountain Cooker. With three bottom vents (as opposed to only one), I can now better regulate the temperature without lifting the lid and losing all of the heat. I loved using the kettle, and it worked well enough, but the temperature would spike so high and sink so low that I grew increasingly frustrated.
So he bought me a smoker…and under the lid? Five bottles of my favorite local barbecue sauce, Golden Blends! I love their sauces. I put their Dry County Dip on just about everything that I grill with sauce. It’s wonderful on chicken.
So we headed to J&L Green Farm to pick up a Boston Butt. Laura, one of the owners, suggested we try a fresh picnic ham, as well. Sunday we pulled out some hickory wood and broke in the smoker.
It is amazing! We spent a lot of time maintaining the right temperature, making adjustments about every half hour. With some practice and calibrating, we’ll learn how to manage it with less baby sitting. What we did not have were the spikes in temperature that we faced with the kettle. We never went above 235.
The result? Great smoke ring, juicy, and just delicious. We have already picked up a bone-in ham, another butt, and a few J&L Green chickens in the freezer…and some ribs… We have a lot of smoking ahead. Thanks, honey, for keeping the wife happy!!*** This personal blog is comprised solely of the opinions, views, projects, and travels of its author, Stacey Morgan Smith. She is lucky enough to have loving family and friends whom she drags along with her on her adventures and whom she puts to work on her little farm. She uses this blog to help promote living in the mountains of the Shenandoah Valley of Virginia, from Roanoke to the Potomac River.**