Thursday, November 26, 2009
The Goat is smoking a turkey in our Weber kettle.
This procedure requires an array of mysterious equipment worthy of a warlock ...
... and copious Goat attention.
The Goat begins preparing some of the associated paraphernalia days before the actual smoking of the turkey.
Although the Goat often wears shoes while lounging on our bed to watch television (which always elicits a GODDAMNIT ANYWAY TAKE YOUR SHOES OFF WHEN YOU'RE ON THE BED from Yours Truly), he compensates by wearing slippers while smoking a turkey.
The Goat will smell of smoke for the rest of the weekend.
Time to make the green bean casserole. See you on the other side.