I can tell you, from personal experience, that sometimes the title comes first. A single line so compelling that you know…you know…that there’s a story worth writing, hidden within.
The same can happen, apparently, with barbecue.
A few months ago, a Facebook friend of mine used the word “aPORKalypse” on my Burnin’ Love BBQ Page. I was instantly besotted. I had to use that word…I had to create a recipe worthy of its awesomeness. It haunted my dreams.
Since then, I have prepared this dish dozens of times in my mind, tweaking the ingredients, massaging the methods, and expending a great deal of drool, until, finally, it was time to open the roof to the storms, allow the lighting to flash down, and bring my glorious creation to smoky, succulent life.
Long after I’m rolled into that last great fire-pit…this is the recipe I want to be remembered for…
http://burninlovebbq.wordpress.com/2011/07/18/the-aporkalypse-sandwich/
The same can happen, apparently, with barbecue.
A few months ago, a Facebook friend of mine used the word “aPORKalypse” on my Burnin’ Love BBQ Page. I was instantly besotted. I had to use that word…I had to create a recipe worthy of its awesomeness. It haunted my dreams.
Since then, I have prepared this dish dozens of times in my mind, tweaking the ingredients, massaging the methods, and expending a great deal of drool, until, finally, it was time to open the roof to the storms, allow the lighting to flash down, and bring my glorious creation to smoky, succulent life.
Long after I’m rolled into that last great fire-pit…this is the recipe I want to be remembered for…
http://burninlovebbq.wordpress.com/2011/07/18/the-aporkalypse-sandwich/