XIII Carolina Blue Skies Mac – 1994 . . . As Mac came over a hill he could see Speck reaching into his trunk and unloading several boxes of clay targets. He was quietly singing. Mac pulled over and sat down on a cedar bench by his car, unobtrusive and listening. “So they’re going to bust … Continue reading
Some people argue over barbecue like religion. I am rather ecumenical when it comes to eating barbecue. I will worship at your flames and join you at your table if great care, skill, and love goes into your meat. To clarify I am from the reformed denomination of Southern Pork BBQ. This isn’t an article … Continue reading
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