Bigmista
somebody shut me the fark up.
I got a PM from Big Brother Smoke a few weeks ago asking if I could help him out with some catering. He had 3 gigs booked on one day and needed some backup. Plus he was paying!:-D How could I turn that down?
Anyway, I got up at 6am Saturday morning and drove out to Ventura. I got there about 7:15am and BBS was already in full swing. I just fell right in with him and we did our prep work for the first gig. He already had the Baby Backs and some chicken going in the smoker. I washed down the trailer and made 5 gallons each of sweet tea and lemonade. Then we made beans and corn muffins. About 10 am, we had everything packed up and ready to go. He drove the SUV with the trailer attached and I drove the Cargo Van about 45 miles up to Santa Barbara. When we got there. He told me to go put some of that roll out plastic tablecloth on the tables and staple them down with a staple gun. He thought that was an easy enough job. At least that is what he led me to believe. Write this down: Never try put tablecloths on a table at the beach by yourself when it is windy!
It's probably pretty fun to get someone else to do it though. Nuff said.
Anyway we had a pretty easy go of it, in spite of settignup in the wrong spot and having to move. (You can imagine how hot I was about that after we finally got those tablecloths down!) I worked the smoker and the Santa Maria grill. Made Tri-tip, chicken and crab cakes to go with the other stuff.
Everything went off without a hitch and everyone loved the food! Then we loaded up the smoker for the next party, packed up and went to the other site. Here's another interesting tidbit: It's interesting and a little unnerving riding behind a trailer with a smoker on it and being able to see the fire in the fire box. Also, no matter how much you think you have cleaned it out, hot ash still flies out of a Santa Maria Grill when you are on the highway.
I have to run over to my father's house. I will give you more on this story later...
Anyway, I got up at 6am Saturday morning and drove out to Ventura. I got there about 7:15am and BBS was already in full swing. I just fell right in with him and we did our prep work for the first gig. He already had the Baby Backs and some chicken going in the smoker. I washed down the trailer and made 5 gallons each of sweet tea and lemonade. Then we made beans and corn muffins. About 10 am, we had everything packed up and ready to go. He drove the SUV with the trailer attached and I drove the Cargo Van about 45 miles up to Santa Barbara. When we got there. He told me to go put some of that roll out plastic tablecloth on the tables and staple them down with a staple gun. He thought that was an easy enough job. At least that is what he led me to believe. Write this down: Never try put tablecloths on a table at the beach by yourself when it is windy!
It's probably pretty fun to get someone else to do it though. Nuff said.
Anyway we had a pretty easy go of it, in spite of settignup in the wrong spot and having to move. (You can imagine how hot I was about that after we finally got those tablecloths down!) I worked the smoker and the Santa Maria grill. Made Tri-tip, chicken and crab cakes to go with the other stuff.
Everything went off without a hitch and everyone loved the food! Then we loaded up the smoker for the next party, packed up and went to the other site. Here's another interesting tidbit: It's interesting and a little unnerving riding behind a trailer with a smoker on it and being able to see the fire in the fire box. Also, no matter how much you think you have cleaned it out, hot ash still flies out of a Santa Maria Grill when you are on the highway.
I have to run over to my father's house. I will give you more on this story later...
