We had our pastor and his wife over for supper Wednesday night in preparation for moving our membership to our new church. At The Daddy's request, I served a Southern Supper. Pulled Pork BBQ, fresh green beans, and potato salad. Followed by Mom's fabulous Cream Cheese Pound Cake that I discussed at length yesterday.
Around here, when someone says they "had BBQ" that means that they cooked some meat product on a grill. In the South, BBQ is a meat product all it's own. Pork butts smoked until they fall off the bone, and then pulled or chopped into bite sized pieces, slathered in the regional sauce of choice, and served on buns or toast. Mmmmm. My mouth is watering just thinking about this culinary wonderfulness. I love a good BBQ, and although it's not easy to find an appropriate sauce around here, I've found a decent substitute. Now if only I had those hush puppies from that place in NC. Talk about going to food heaven!
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