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| Smoked Brisket |
Now you may have seen this article in the papers. I know a couple of big town daily newspapers carried the story. I wasn't going to write about it. Me being so modest and all ? I was mugged about three weeks ago come Friday, Can you believe it ? In this small town just south of the county line. About a half mile from the local Sheriff's post. In the middle of the day. Oh my goodness it was truly frightening. Now I am one of those north east transplants that was raised on street tar and concrete. Who never, never was mugged or felt any danger at all. Well I was mugged once. But they were a nice couple of fellas that only cut my belly just a little bit. They apologized though and said they slipped with the box cutter. I have been down here more than 25 yrs come next July. I never in trillion yrs. thought this would happen to me in more than one life time. I figured I was in real trouble seeing that I don't carry any cash. That's when they get angry and try to take a piece of your hide just for the fun of it.
Surprise, surprise they wasn't after my money. They was after my rub recipe. Can you believe it ? One guy he had his arm around my neck and they pulled me into the doorway of the old grain and feed store. The other guy stood there with a note book and a pencil. You know one of those brown pencils with no eraser.
Now I knew he was a country boy that could not have been too young because he kept putting the tip of the pencil up to his mouth. Under his bandana mask Yeah, like you used to do when folks used to write with an indelible pencil and would have to wet the tip. Before ball point pens. That is not so long ago because I was the ink well monitor when I was in the second grade. To fill up our fountain pens. That had to be about 60 yrs. ago.
Seems he had seen in the local paper that only comes out three days a week. I had won the prize for my smoked brisket. So I gave it to him. Hell I was not about to give up my adams apple for a rub recipe. Any way, I just could not bear the odor that was being emitted from the flannel shirt. This fella who was holding me was wearing. I can tell you that the smell stayed with me for at least 2 days. Now I immediately jumped in my truck and reported it to the deputy down at the Sheriff's post. He wanted to know if I could identify them fellas. Hell that was easy cause one of them had on those sneakers that lit up as you walked. Next day I got my recipe back and an apology from the perpetrators. I didn't press charges because I just took their caper as a compliment.
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