I should have.
I spent many summers in South Carolina as a child, and then
visiting when my folks lived in my father’s hometown for a decade. However, of
all the distinctly southern traditions,
they passed on to me, barbecue was not one of them. For them, and me, it was an
acquired taste – we never ate
“barbecue” in Baltimore. (Unless you call grilling hamburgers and hot-dogs
outside, “barbecue.”)
Not until I married a Texan, and came to his hometown did I
realize how deprived I had been!
Maybe it’s the smoky flavor that addicts a soul, maybe it’s the fat
content – or maybe it’s buttered, toasted rolls soaking up all that sauce, but I
can’t go long without bit o’ barbecue.
So, when our son-in-law traveled to Greenville, SC, (a
stone’s throw from my parents’ former dwelling) and knowing my keenness for all
things barbecue, he thought I surely must have sampled South Carolina mustard
sauce barbecue.
Never heard of it!
My parents learned to eat barbecue when they lived in South
Carolina – buying it from the restaurants. They even learned the differences
between North and South Carolinian barbecue – but never tried cooking it themselves,
assuming barbecue was too complex a culinary endeavor. (South Carolina's BBQ history)
Alas, I too came to believe that making a passable barbecue was beyond me –
even with all the sauces and spices now at my disposal.
But a few good recipes, from friends, a slow cooker, a bit
of exotic salt, French’s mustard and liquid smoke have liberated me from the
chains of barbecue ineptitude – and even impressed my Texas hubby that South
Carolina’s barbecue has some merit.
All you need is a bit of time:
I started with Slow
Cooker Pig’s recipe; I let it cool, separated the meat from the cooking
broth, and skimmed off the fat.
I doctored Mustard
Sauce BBQ, adding a tablespoon or so of tomato paste, and a little bit of
liquid smoke. I added the de-fatted broth (about 3/4 cup)
To all this deliciousness, I had to add some Maryland
flavor. (NO, I did not add Old Bay . . .) So, I made my daughter’s
recipe for coleslaw – which came from her husband’s family: a package of coleslaw, mild banana peppers,
cherry tomatoes, green onions, a bit of mayo – and let it marinate in the refridge.
Now, I am learning the distinctions among Texas barbecue are
many and varied. But I know with the slow cooker – I need not fear. A little of
this, a bit of that . . . who knows? Not until we started driving between Texas and Maryland did I
come to understand how many barbecue styles there are – and that overlooks the
barbecue havens (or is that heavens) to our west!
Yeeeeee-haw!
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