An annual bbq at our house this weekend for one of my husband’s social networks meant another smoked brisket was in order. Since this guy was so big, we had to stay up all night and babysit it. The taste was with the work and lost sleep.
I never thought I’d say I was sick of brisket, but alas, here I am. Tonight’s dinner had to be less heavy. It just had to be. So Asian style crack slaw it was, with ground pork instead of ground beef and just enough carrots to to round out the taste but not get all carb crazy about it.