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Linda's Corner
It has been almost a year since our arrival in Michigan. I can remember everyone telling The BBQ Guy that the move would be the end of his BBQ obsession, because no one would BBQ in Michigan. Well to all those folks who said that, “YOU WERE WRONG”. Barbecue is strong and smoking in Michigan. I wish they could have seen all the teams at The Michigan State Championship in Grand Rapids, Michigan. There were 61 teams in attendance from seven states and Canada. More than 40 of the teams were from Michigan, so I guess all the naysayers were wrong about our new home. Now all the Michigan teams need to convince some organizers to add a couple of more events in the state. I sure like being home before dark on Saturday. I am getting old and set in my ways (well not old, but definitely set in my ways).
There were a few omens that might have warned us The BBQ Guy Cooking Team was not on its’ game this weekend. First, the cook has been under the weather for a week, barely able to make it to the job (you know, the one that pays the BBQ bills). Second, on the way to the cook-off, on a pit stop, the wife decided that she needed to get a car snack. She opened the backdoor and an open carton of Dr. Pepper falls on the pavement puncturing several cans, resulting in the wife (me) getting sprayed head to toe in Dr. Pepper. A perfect way to start a 2 day contest where there are no bathrooms or showers and no budget for a motel. My new perfume “Ode to the Dr.” sure made me a bug magnet. The funny thing is The BBQ Guy was only worried about the leather car seats being sticky and showed little concern about the wife. Now three days later when my FACE looks like it has the chicken pox, he does show a small bit of sympathy. Another problem The BBQ Guy and his team member have is that one of us can’t take directions well when it comes to backing the trailer, I’ll let you guys decide who I am talking about. When we pulled in, I warned our neighbors, “Bad Attitude BBQ”, that things weren’t going well and they should expect me to yell. Maybe I should have joined their team since my attitude wasn’t too good at that moment.
For the first time this season The BBQ Guy finished out of the top 10 and he is a little blue. I think twelfth out of sixty teams is nothing to shake your head at, but he is scratching his and wondering what we can do to improve. BBQers are never satisfied. I guess that makes The BBQ Guy a better competitor than the wife, or at least MORE competitive. I foresee a lot of practice before our next contest in Madison, Indiana. My co-workers will love it. They wait patiently on Monday’s to see what kind of ‘que Brian practiced over the weekend and they’re always quick to throw the compliments his way. But…would they really be critical after being given several pounds of ribs, pork and brisket? It makes you think, doesn’t it?
After some trials and tribulations getting out of Grand Rapids, we finally made it home around 9 p.m. just before a rain storm. The police had I-196 blocked off so we were forced to take an unexpected detour, through a neighborhood that was a little scary, which I guess may have been my fault because I couldn’t read the map fast enough to tell Brian not to take the exit he took. Now that I think about it, who takes an exit when he doesn’t know where it leads? Why is it that a man can never look at a map, or ask directions and it is okay, but he gets mad at his wife when she is a little slow at comprehending whether she is going east or west? Anyone else ever had that problem with their significant barbecue other? We did make it home and now it makes a story to tell for anyone who will listen. Watch out for us August 19 when we travel the road from Plymouth, Michigan to Madison, Indiana--if you see us be sure to wave!
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