BBQ is a Noun

What’s in your BBQ?

When I lived in the Midwest, I was completely confused when someone would invite me for BBQ and then serve hamburgers.  Down here, BBQ is a noun.  Think about it.

This week, I met someone who is a competitive BBQ champion.  How did I miss this as a vocation?

I’m not gonna divide the Palmetto State by arguing about Pee Dee style vinegar BBQ versus mustard style.  I mean, vinegar always wins, but they’re both delicious.

When I lived in Kentucky, they serve “barbecue” mutton.  Yes, mutton.  Old sheep.  It’s not BBQ.

When I went to Texas, they “barbecue” beef.  Beef everywhere. Beef.

Well, I don’t eat pork, but I do eat BBQ.  And bacon.  Makes perfect sense.

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