A Busy Few Weeks

Been a busy time at work the last month.  My employers bought themselves a new house and very graciously gave me a lot of extra hours helping to renovate.  Thus I spent my days pulling out a 40 year old kitchen and bathroom and enjoying breaking things very muchly.

This meant of course I didn't have as much time to spend on a few little things I need to get done.  I still have to go and see about my prostate and find out whether it is worth panicking, I still have to attempt to do some Christmas shopping.  And I finally commenced my test run for Christmas lunch by throwing some pork on the BBQ to slow cook.  I have been wanting to try this recipe for a while, after sampling pulled pork in a restaurant several months back and enjoying it immensely.

This weekend then has seen me pickling my piece of meat in brine, liquid smoke, and bbq rub for a day or so, and this morning adding extra rub and putting it in the BBQ to slow cook for 5 or 6 hours, encrusted with smoky smells and bbq spices. 

I cannot wait to try this recipe for myself.  It is time intensive, and certainly not a quick snack, but it means taking time, and preparing, and savouring and anticipating.  Thus the opposite of instant gratification.  It's the same when cooking soups and stews and casseroles.  The act of preparing ingredients, of pre-heating the oven, of allowing things to slowly cook for hours on end.  It forces us to be patient.

Life then happens while you are busy making other plans, and a good feed cooks slowly while we patiently drool over the outcome and busy ourselves with other duties in the meantime.  Good things come to those who wait.