Friday, March 20, 2009
Tuesday, March 17, 2009
I've Been Letting This Idea Stew For Awhile
Those bags of beans at the store have been eyeballin' me for awhile now and last week I succumbed to the pressure. Bean pressure. Beans are a relentless force that will not deny or avow their greatness, even facing McNulty and Bunk in room 5. However, some beans are cocky and will tell you how great they are, some many times over, like in a stew that you can keep in the fridge for a week or so. These were those beans. Fortunately enough, mine didn't last a whole week. I had visitors (that will be receiving my Atmos bill in the mail shortly) in from sunny California this past week. After a long couple of days on the road, they needed a hearty handshake, laurel and a good meal to fight off Winter Blast 2009, the Second Coming. As a sidebar, I had the immense pleasure of seeing M. Ward at the Horchow Auditorium in the Dallas Museum of Arts on Sunday. He played this and it was fantastic. If you get to see Matt this week at SXSW, do it.
Monday, March 16, 2009
The Gloucestershire Union
Stop! Chicken time. Every time you see me, the chicken is so hype. Its chicken go chicken M.C. chicken go chicken, and the rest can go and play, can't smoke this. (BANG!)
Before we start, has anyone else seen the Central Kia Obama lookalike? Its super creepy. "Buy a Kia". No thanks.
This dynamic is also a useful way to describe the hobby, nay art, NAY LIFE DECISON of meat smoking, in which animal flesh is united with pecan smoke, heat and spice. Pretty much here’s the deal. You’ve got some chickens sitting around, not really doing anything. They're worried about the economy. They're not sure if they paid the water bill. Pretty standard really. Then all of the sudden there's a fire in the closet and god reaches down and rubs spices on the chickens. He then murders them with smoke.

The Chicken:



I put the remote thermometer, or my “thermo-remo” into the center of one of the chicken breasts, and pretty much let them sit. I put a few of the drumsticks close to the fire box so we could have some appetizers. It was a beautiful day at the house.
All in all the chickens took around 3 hours to get up to temperature. I tried to keep the fire around 225-250, but in all honesty I wasnt paying all that much attention. Here are some pics. It all turned out delicious.
On a related side note Smokeheads, when I was done carving up the chickens I found a shimmering pool of chicken fat, cooked spices, and juices all over the cookie sheet I had used to transport them. I’m not sure what this fluid is called or what its good for but lord knows I wasn’t going to throw it away.
Perhaps, just maybe perhaps, I’ll heat it up and use it as an oil substitute in a vinaigrette for a smoked chicken salad….Muhahaha! Fear me world! I’m crazy enough to do it! If anyone has any ideas of what to do with the fluid please let me know in the comments section. I’m sure vegetables sautéed in it wouldn’t be terrible either. Oh cooking with Lard, why must you be so naughty?
Anyway, thanks for reading again smokeheads, and thanks to all of the wonderful couples who have invloved me with their wonderful weddings. Turkey Legs soon.
-Smokehopper
Monday, March 9, 2009
PHEASANTS!
This past January I finally bit the bullet and ventured north to Nebraska to join my uncle and his friends for a week of pheasant hunting. It was a blast and I am disappointed that I haven't been going the past 5+ years.
Saturday, March 7, 2009
I Was Wrong
This blog is in fact about boiling water.
Step 1) water in tea kettle
Step 2) put kettle on stove
Step 3) whistle blows, water is ready