We had been soaking some riblets in Cajun seasoning, hot sauce, and Worcestershire sauce for 2 days, so we threw them on the pit.
My new BBQ buddy Bo, was already licking his chops in anticipation.
While Sarge, our old scarred veteran of a tomcat knew full well he could whoop that bratty lil dog out of anything hi might snag.
The ribs smoked away, and with the breeze from our outdoor fan blowing and good music blaring from the speakers, we had a wonderful afternoon on the patio. Me drinking beer and Peggy enjoying a glass of wine and the yard cats competing for snacks, and with the dogs for company, a couple hours slid by.
The wonderful smokey smell filled the yard.
The bad thing about wonderful back yard BBQ'sis they invariably end too soon.
With a slab of ribs and our volunteer butternut squash steamed and smashed, the last of the garden cucumbers and the first of our sweet bread and butter pickles, this, my friends, is a "Cajun happy meal". Was it good?? Here's your answer: