Everything my brother made for us during our visit to his home in Pennsylvania over the last few days was fantastic: smoked chicken and smoked spare ribs on a WSM, from Gary's
Low and Slow book; a warm smoky potato salad of red potatoes, bell peppers, and red onions; local German-family-brand natural-casing hot dogs dressed Chicago-style in toasted New England-type split-top buns; and spicy shrimp po'boys on big soft buns with lettuce and tomatoes and a spicy mayonnaise sauce. Not to mention a take on a salade frisée with mixed greens and vinaigrette wilted with sautéed mushrooms and lardons and poached eggs. Fudgy chocolate brownies with vanilla ice cream.
Days later, I'm still thinking about them all. Some time like that spent with such an excellent cook inspires me to keep practicing and improving at cooking, and to up my grilling and cooking game for the whole spring and summer to come. And to renew my hunt for a smoker.
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