Clearly, though, the most pressing matter in Nashville this morning is whether I can salvage this pork roast.
Here’s what I’m trying:
The end of two ketchup bottles floating around in the fridge
Generous dash of Worchestershire Sauce
Big squirt of yellow mustard
End of a jar of bbq rub
Cumin
Onion
Chili powder
Heap of brown sugar
Water
Pork
Sauce pan
Bringing it slowly up to hot.
We’ll [...]
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