smokerpa
Full Fledged Farker
- Joined
- Jan 11, 2015
- Location
- Easton, PA
I am finally recovering from the last 48 hours. 1897 miles traveled in 42 hours. 13.5 hours one day and 14.5 the next day. In between that, I had a wonderful experience.
My dad and I would be the ones making this journey together. My dad has no understanding of this world, other than what I cook for him.
Paul called me on the way down and found out we were getting into town earlier than expected. He said that we should get together and go out for dinner. My dad and I had only planned to go somewhere quick before we rested for the night. Paul said he he would take us to a local joint and that we should come to his house to meet up.
When we went to meet Paul, Sharon and him were outside talking over a pecan tree. For as wonderful as Paul is, Sharon is still the better half. All wives usually are. Both of them talked to us for awhile about where we were from and things along those lines. We toured the shop area and I saw my cooker for the first time. It was surreal, as I never thought the day would come. I have my very own Shirley. Just seemed weird. Excitement was internal, as I tried not to yell at the top of my lungs like when I was five and got a powerwheels for the Christmas.
After this, we left for dinner. This place was great. On the river and the food was out of this world. Local food. Paul and I talked about the Brethren, Q in general and cookers. Sharon kept my dad talking about her background and everything that wasn't what Paul and I were talking about. Dinner lasted about two hours. It went too fast. I could have stayed there for hours. We parted ways for the night.
We woke back up at 5:00 eastern time, which was still 4:00 central time. Damn my internal clock. We went to the University of Alabama so that I could take pictures for JBounds, PJTexas and Smittyjonz. I know you guys are big fans. :-D After that we went to the shop and picked up the cooker. After talking with Paul and Sharon for another hour, we finally departed for home.
My dad summed up the entire experience with one line.
"For us never meeting Paul and Sharon before, I felt like I knew them as friends for 20 years and we were catching up."
The only complaint that I have about my new Shirley, is that when I seasoned it last night, it was too easy to get to temp and maintain it. I was ready to play a little with regulating all the temps between the vertical chamber and main cook chamber. This thing is like an easy bake oven. Average split lasted about 50 minutes to maintain an temp of 275 before dropping. Came to temp within 40 minutes.
My dad and I would be the ones making this journey together. My dad has no understanding of this world, other than what I cook for him.
Paul called me on the way down and found out we were getting into town earlier than expected. He said that we should get together and go out for dinner. My dad and I had only planned to go somewhere quick before we rested for the night. Paul said he he would take us to a local joint and that we should come to his house to meet up.
When we went to meet Paul, Sharon and him were outside talking over a pecan tree. For as wonderful as Paul is, Sharon is still the better half. All wives usually are. Both of them talked to us for awhile about where we were from and things along those lines. We toured the shop area and I saw my cooker for the first time. It was surreal, as I never thought the day would come. I have my very own Shirley. Just seemed weird. Excitement was internal, as I tried not to yell at the top of my lungs like when I was five and got a powerwheels for the Christmas.
After this, we left for dinner. This place was great. On the river and the food was out of this world. Local food. Paul and I talked about the Brethren, Q in general and cookers. Sharon kept my dad talking about her background and everything that wasn't what Paul and I were talking about. Dinner lasted about two hours. It went too fast. I could have stayed there for hours. We parted ways for the night.
We woke back up at 5:00 eastern time, which was still 4:00 central time. Damn my internal clock. We went to the University of Alabama so that I could take pictures for JBounds, PJTexas and Smittyjonz. I know you guys are big fans. :-D After that we went to the shop and picked up the cooker. After talking with Paul and Sharon for another hour, we finally departed for home.
My dad summed up the entire experience with one line.
"For us never meeting Paul and Sharon before, I felt like I knew them as friends for 20 years and we were catching up."
The only complaint that I have about my new Shirley, is that when I seasoned it last night, it was too easy to get to temp and maintain it. I was ready to play a little with regulating all the temps between the vertical chamber and main cook chamber. This thing is like an easy bake oven. Average split lasted about 50 minutes to maintain an temp of 275 before dropping. Came to temp within 40 minutes.
Only got to chat a short while but I can second that it felt like you knew him forever, great guy :thumb:
