barbecue!

From the "Looks like I picked a bad week to stop sniffing glue" Department, I chose the week of the local Railroad Festival to start cutting back on my meat consumption. But at least a dozen black churches in the food court have a pig + smoke genius working their pit, so I, uh, fell off the wagon. Having some 'cue nachos from Kyle's Chapel right now, got a half slab from Victory Temple for later this evening.

Learned how to make blackened chicken on the barbecue today--very suited to my wandering attention span.