In honor of pulling the cover off my makeshift smoker today, I decided the perfect choice today would be meat socks.
Eww, no! Not socks made of meat. That’d be gross. Also, a perfectly good waste if delicious delicious meat. No, I meant socks with a pattern of delicious meat stuffs.
They were, of course, the perfect inspiration for some cube chuck roast faux burnt ends that ended up quite delicious themselves.
I’ll try to make sure you all get an invitation for next time.
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