So, since we had a head of cabbage around, there’s only one recipe I like that uses it. It’s my grandmother’s barbeque pork recipe. I’ve written about it before.
Well, we picked up a GIANT pork butt at the store, but no barbeque sauce, because Lloyd assured me we had a ton. As it turns out, we had one bottle. That wouldn’t be enough, so we made some.
I was very proud of Lloyd. He found a recipe online but had to go off-book with some substitutions. (Yay!) I have to say, it’s pretty dang good. (The finished meat is not the best – parts will be rather tough, dang it – but the sauce is good.) The house is messy enough that he looked like a mad scientist, concocting a potion in the lab.
He is most proud that we have finally used up the bottle of Worcestershire sauce that I think we’ve had our entire marriage.
“This is delicious! What’s the secret ingredient?” 20-year-old unpronounceable sauce.