Can't Move...Lungs, Packed With Meat....(Jester goes to the annual rib cook-off!)

Miscellaneous and Personal Stuff I Must Share
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<gurgle>

Man, remind me not to ever do that again. I mean, sure, I’ll ignore you, but it’s at least worth a shot.

Everyone out there has no idea how hard it is to write this post. My fingers were stuck together, literally, when I got back. No pansy wet-naps for men. Grunt. Aaar.

Highlights of this festival include: Desperado’s rib stand, which won us over with their impressive qualifications (and their acceptance of Visa cards), and kept our attention with a delightfully sweet sauce that packed a nice bite. Also gets the medal for best coleslaw.

The Aussie Grill’s ribs weren’t bad, neither, though I’m not sure about the kangaroo content. :slight_smile:

One non-food related moment to remember would have to be sitting in a loosely bolted cart at the top of a rickety ferris wheel assembled by an underpaid, funny-smelling carnie. I think I came to terms with my God.

Man, I love Pittsburgh.

I apologize for the lack of creativity in this thread. It’s not my fault: I think the excessive amounts of smokey barbeque sauce have seeped into my brain.

Mmm…hickory smoked brain…<gurgle>

[sub]End note: I’m pretty sure that Zenster’s rib recipe could’ve taken on all contenders. I get hungry every time I just READ that thing.[/sub]

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You made a thread about this?! Jester I thought you’d had enough about this.

Sigh. This still grosses the hell out of me. The idea of lungs being full of something, especially meat, is creepy.

All right, do you want me to do the heimlich maneuver, or can you manage by yourself? :stuck_out_tongue:

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Mmmm.
Coincidentally, one of today’s Simpsons episodes was the Slaughterhouse/truck driving episode, where Homer attempts to take the Sir-Loin-a-lot challenge and eat sixteen pounds of tenderloin.

I recall PorkFest '99, where seven friends of mine and I provided a wide variety of pork-related foods for a weekend-long party. On a whim, I weighed myself prior to the weekend, and then again on Monday morning. It was mildly shocking to note that I had gained eight pounds in two and a half days. That was one of my either proudest or most shameful moments … I don’t really know.

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Oh boy oh boy! I’m gonna have to make a point to NOT miss the Cass County BBQ Cookoff this year. I can’t believe I haven’t been in like three years. Geez!

–Tim