If you want to find out what my BBQ team is up to, check the Commerical Appeal… writer “Skippy” Blank is on our team.
When I got off work and got to the tent yesterday, I found out we had received front-page coverage in one of the CA sections. Skippy wrote an excellent article explaining how the team was formed, how we got corporate sponsorship, budgeting for a BBQ team, selecting the type of meat to cook, and so on. If you’ve always wondered how teams get put together for BBQ Fest, this will lay it all out for you.
Skippy is also writing a BBQ blog with ongoing coverage of our team’s progress. Man… he is just a fantastic writer. I had originally planned to do day-by-day coverage like he’s doing, but there’s no need. Skippy’s got it covered.
I also have to pay a couple of compliments to the team. When I joined a team that was thrown together at the last minute, I did it for the prestige of being on a BBQ team and figured I’d get average food and a crappy shirt. What I got instead was incredibly good food and the best BBQ Fest team shirt I’ve ever seen. Grillmaster Willie served us beef brisket, smoked chicken, and ribs last night, and the man clearly knows what he’s doing with that smoker. Can’t wait to taste what he does with pork shoulder, which is our team’s category in the competition.
A few pics:
This is the front of our booth, with our corporate sponsor Terex prominently featured.
The view from our booth’s upper deck
First fruits from the grill: beef brisket.
Got 54 pics total, thanks in part to Mikey the Camera Nazi doing his job. I can’t believe I didn’t get one single pic of the back of the shirt though. Since the featured country is Spain, we have a print of a “Pigasso” on the back.
Sometime this weekend I’m going to put my camera in video mode and just walk around the booth. Still shots cannot possibly do our booth justice.
One of my blog’s regular readers told me that she bought two new tube tops in preparation for Tube Top Month, which is now only two weeks away. Glad to see this blog is making a difference.
Unfortunately I wore myself out last night and had to call in sick to work this morning. I had every intention of following Philip’s advice to “pace yourself” but that plan got flushed down the toilet as soon as I got there. I feel like some of Terex’s dirt-moving equipment ran over me a few times. Going to take some aspirin and go back to bed in a few minutes.
My clothes smell like BBQ. It’s fantastic.