Heeeeeeere's Pat!

I know this blog has been lacking in knitting content for awhile, but do not think that there is no knitting in my life. Oh-ho, my little kittens, there has been MUCH knitting. Dare I say it, there's a whole lotta knittin' goin' on. (Sorry, Koizumi's visit to Graceland has been on the edge of my mind lately--so surreal.) I finished my FIRST sock (I've turned five heels, but I've never finished before!); I've been working on a beautiful Flower Garden shawl in Collinette Mohair in an unusual colorway; I knit half of and frogged The One Skein Wonder in Noro Silk Garden; and I'm almost done with Susan's Star of the Day Baby Hat. Sadly, I have photos of none of these because my camera was full of other stuff, including this picture of PAT! The Barbecue King! Pat is the proprietor of Pat's Bar B Que at 115 W. Commonwealth Ave. in SLC (just south of 2100 S. and within easy driving distance of my residence, making the temptation all the greater). Does Pat look like a man who knows his way around a barbecue pit? I have to say that at first glance, he doesn't fit the stereotype. But if you decided that he's not serious about meat based on his appearance, you'd be wrong, friend. Dead wrong. I am a hardcore 'cue lover, and Pat's is the best in the whole damn state. I've tasted 'em all, so I know. Forget Q4U, Sugarhouse Barbecue Company, and, God forbid, Famous Dave's--all merely what one must settle for when Pat's is closed. If you are, like I once was, searching for great ribs, brisket and 'slaw (DAMN, their coleslaw is good too), you can call off the dogs. The search is over. You are home, my friend, if home is a place that sells the best f---ing barbecue you've ever had in your life. Plus, they often have a dude in the back playing blues guitar. Can't beat it with a stick.