and we all thought he'd kicked the habit for good
Much to our surprise Mr. M started smoking again on Saturday afternoon. But I'm not talking about tobacco, thank goodness.
Remember this ol' thing from last year? Here it is again, new and improved - this time he's invested in some mysterious heater thingie (once used for melting tar, or so I was told!) and connected it to a propane tank. Or something. I am totally ignorant in these matters. All I know is that I could see that "More power!" gleam in my husband's eyes as soon as he hooked it all up.
And what did he smoke? Well, let's see, what do men (if they are anything like my man) think about night and day? Why, legs and breasts, of course. Six chicken legs and a duck breast in this case. Pretty sexy, huh? Oh yes, especially with a nice spicy paprika rub.
The entire procedure went well except for a small mishap towards the end. As you can see from the pictures, the poultry was tied on to the smoking hooks with bits of string. Mr. M kind of forgot that string tends to burn at a certain temperature. He was reminded of this as three chicken legs fell off into the red-hot fat near the bottom of the smoker. We thought they were goners, however aside from being pretty charred on the outside, they were entirely edible, as was the rest of the haul. A little dark, perhaps, but once the skin was off much, much better than last year's effort. We shared with our neighbours and they agreed.
Now that he's aquired a taste for it once again, I wonder what Mr. M will be smoking next?