Brrrrrrr

Waiting down at the kitchen for Jose to arrive so we can fire up the Smoke-a-saurus and feed it a case of pork butts to replenish our supply of pulled pork. It's pretty damn chilly out, compared to yesterday: 70 degrees to 30 in 24 hours.

Anywho. We're firing up the smoker, which means getting some charcoal going, dumping it into the fire box and adding chunks of hickory until we have a nice hot fire. Since it's chilly out, we'll use the 6-foot propane pipe burner at the bottom of the smoker that runs under a steel plate to get the pit up to temperature quicker.

At least I don't have to shovel a path to the smoker and clear off two feet of snow from the top of it. Yet. I'm looking into picking up a large welding blanket to try to insulate the pit when it's up and running this winter. It's a tough job, trying to keep a 10-foot long smoking chamber up to temp in 20 degrees with the wind whipping off the river.