Pulled Pork Sandwiches with Ella's Carolina Sauce

This post is full of confessions:

1. I like to smoke things 

2. I'm kind of lazy 

3. I'm self-conscious of my non-Southern linage 

4. I've been hanging onto this recipe for a while. 

5. I like to make lists

I hadn't smoked a thing in my life until I moved to Georgia. The only smoked meat I'd eaten in the 22 years I lived before I migrated here consisted solely of smoked salmon. Once I landed in Atlanta, a veritable melting pot of smoked meat (because it doesn't "own" a particular style of BBQ as other regions do), I started eating a lot of barbecue. For my Northern friends and family, barbecue in the South doesn't just mean you just fire up the grill; Oh no, no - in the South barbecue means smoke and time. 

{Thirsty Thursday} Happy Happy Hour

Have you seen the wonderful dates that Ashley at Not Without Salt makes with her husband? I love this idea. Sometimes I get bummed because between the hubs and I both working full time, plus our own passion projects, and trying to see friends and family we don't often get one-on-one time. It is a blessing to have a full life! And I know I often take for granted being married to someone who works so hard.