Heck, way back when, the guys who lived in our bachelors quarters on the nursery would use a steel wheel from a semi or a large steel wheel from a tractor. They didn't even bother finding a center-less one, they used whatever my dad would let the use. Turned it so the dish of the center was pointed down, filled it with wood and set it on fire. They even cooked on it.
I'm feeling bearish, and I'm packing a Wusthof Grand Brisket slicer from MABA
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