What a Character

Granted, it took almost eight hours to smoke. Getting it lit was the hard part :-P But when it was done . . . it was fabulous! It was smokey, juicy, tender, mouthwatering . . . swine. Mister chowed on the bone for almost an hour. He finally collapsed and passed out from calcium overload.

Later, he met the boys for a drink. They talked of politics, good vodka, sports, queen Spanish olives, orange cats, and pork butts. There's no question, Wickie lived high on the hog today.

Well, perhaps not that high.