Our friends G & J had us over to enjoy the fruits of G’s new smoker and I’m so grateful I did not miss out on this exercise in deliciousness.
The smoker is a like a little Crematorium for the deserving carcass of your choice. Any animal should be proud to have their life end in this fashion.
Bringing such joy to us ravenous carnivores.
What I also appreciated was how smoking something as prosaic as chicken could end up transforming a mythically average dinner into a heroic, mealtime titan.