Today’s post is a culinary adventure and homage to the wife.
Here’s the smoker she found at the tip for $80:
Fired it up for the first time today:
Four pairs of chicken breast in:
A few hours later:
Smoked chicken for pasta sauces, salads, sandwiches etc.
Of course, if you kill chickens yourself it has some risks:
But it’s ok, she got me some band-aids.
You could see this as a post about food or chickens, but to me it can only be about marrying someone who has an eye for a bargain and a heart of gold.
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