Yes... I'm really liking the way this thread is turning into a piece of fun. First, with respect to recent comments: replicate me some beer and beam it over (with a nice pulled pork sammie, if you please). Second, Owr: hope you had fun in Indianapolis... third, you put the Burro in Burrito.
And Finally, my perro problem has been simplified. The little bugger, and his bigger friend, like ribs. I found this out by placing a couple of smoked baby backs just on my side of the fence, along the crack. They don't bark when they hear my slider any more; they bark and wag when they see me peek over the fence. Bribery is golden.
Three weeks and counting until my life changes like begolf... Holy macaroni.
