Another in my lengthy stretch of lame weekends. \u00a0The wife is still out of town, carrying on with all her friends and family. \u00a0Somebody has to stay here and tend to the pets and keep up the house. \u00a0(Both of which I am doing an admittedly horrible job of. \u00a0Luckily Teagan is pretty easy-going, I can’t remember to feed the poor little girl to save my life.)<\/p>\n
I did stop by Ruff Haus on Friday, mostly out of respect for keeping up my usual routine. \u00a0Wasn’t really feeling it though, so I didn’t stay long. \u00a0I popped in the grocery store instead, and bought a few lamb chops. \u00a0Mmmm, they came out good. \u00a0I don’t recall ever grilling lamb chops. \u00a0I did some\u00a0blade chops not too long ago and they were a gamey,\u00a0greasy disaster so I was pretty skeptical. \u00a0There was a world of difference in them though. \u00a0Maybe there’s something to the difference in price between the two, hmmm.<\/p>\n
Saturday I went for a short bike ride, mostly out of sheer boredom. \u00a0Didn’t really cure it though, so I drove to Costco to kick around for a while. \u00a0As usual, it was sufficiently unnerving an experience as to send me to the couch for the rest of the day. \u00a0Man, that place is crazy. \u00a0I went last week and they had a great deal on some cat furniture (yes, I said cat furniture) that I wanted for Kane. \u00a0Well, by the time I got back there Saturday they were all gone, and after trying to navigate\u00a0the aisles for a bit I decided it wasn’t worth the trouble to get the rest of the items on my list. \u00a0Leaving Costco empty-handed, a rare occurrence indeed.<\/p>\n
Sunday I got a text from good ol’ Todd down in Houston, looking for some rib-cooking tips. \u00a0(I didn’t tell him I’m about the last person to ask for rib advice… \u00a0Shoulda probably sent him to Martin.) \u00a0It got me thinking though, man ribs DO sound good. \u00a0So, I headed down to the grocery, looking for the standard two-pack of St. Louis cut spares. \u00a0Alas, they didn’t have them. \u00a0After a short discussion, the accommodating butcher DID offer to split\u00a0a slab of baby backs for me though. \u00a0Well, how perfect is that! \u00a0Truthfully, the thought never crossed my mind, but after he said it, it occurred to me that one person doesn’t really need two full slabs of ribs. \u00a0Pleased with my purchase, I headed back home and fired up the Weber, put the Royals game on my iPad, and commenced to cooking. \u00a0It was a generally unremarkable cook, with the exception that it actually rained on me for a while! \u00a0I know there hasn’t been a single drop of rain here in July, and I’m pretty sure none in June either. \u00a0If there was any in May, it was scant. \u00a0It was an event, to be sure. \u00a0And, luckily, it wasn’t coming down hard enough to affect my ribs. \u00a0Quite an enjoyable way to pass the afternoon actually. \u00a0The ribs came out well, I was pretty happy with them. \u00a0I ate them up, then it was back to the couch to play Rock Band for the rest of the evening.<\/p>\n\n\t\t