Happiness is . . .

. . . a quiet Sunday morning and a smoker grill already fired and cookin' dinner before anyone in the neighborhood is even awake! Call me crazy . . . but this is a pretty fairly excellent way to start the day! The biggest decision I have to make before noon is what kind of mop sauce I want to use on the ribs and whether or not the pork butt roast will become "pulled-pork" for sandwiches or just sliced down for a chef salad later in the week . . .