Good story about old time BBQ.
As a kid I helped my daddy feed coals to his old cinder block pit.
Ours was in our back yard under an old Black Walnut Tree.
The top to our pit was two old metal Piggly Wiggly signs.
We did Pigs/Pork Butts and some Goats.
I thought it was one of the greatest things ever.
I found out the hard way that it was lots of work.
Long hours of waiting and shoveling.
(Sometime while I was off in college, that old pit disappeared.)