Tonight I made some awesome baby back ribs. They would have been awesomer (?) had I actually barbequed them. I knew when I came home that I should at least sear them on the grill – but I wasn’t up for cranking up the mini pit.
I like to call them my double-dose of Austin baby back ribs. I started marinating them last night in Lawry’s seasoned salt, garlic powder and Stubb’s Spicy BBQ Sauce. They sat in the fridge for about 18 hours. I came home from work, wrapped them in foil, stuck them on the top rack in the oven with a sheet pan full of water underneath to keep them juicy. I cooked them at 300º for an hour and a half. After pulling them out, I sopped them with some Rudy’s Sause. I really wish I had a smoker. That’s probably the first thing we’ll buy when we get a house. Actually – I don’t want to buy a smoker… I want to build my own. I’ve already drawn out a diagram.
Anyway – nothing new or exciting happened today. It was just another Monday. I hate Mondays.
I found out on Friday that Mardi Gras Seafood Cafe has closed – or actually moved out of town to Canton. Good riddance. Good grief, that place was horrible. I told Chas that I would be willing to go back and try their food again [I was only out for a free meal] – I’m glad I don’t have to do that. Seriously… Mardi Gras Seafood Cafe had the most horrible food I have ever tasted. Mardi Gras Seafood Cafe’s food was disgusting. I hated Mardi Gras Seafood Cafe’s food. Sorry – just want to make sure this entry gets a high ranking in Google. Innocent people need to research this place before they eat there and endure an episode of life threatening excrementation. Sorry, that was gross – but so was the food. Chas… you might be a good cook [only if you weren’t cooking the night we ate there] – I hope you didn’t follow those people to Canton.
Enough slandering. El and I are going to try to rent our Harley this weekend. My friends from Vidbook gave me a gift certificate for a 24 hour, unlimited mileage, big V-twin Harley Davidson motorcycle rental for a wedding present. I need to call Eagle Rider tomorrow and reserve my scooter. We’re looking forward to it. El said she wants to ride out to Enchanted Rock. I don’t really care where we go… FTW.