Many of our friends and family know that Barbie’s favorite food is baby back ribs. And that is one of the reasons that we have been looking forward for so long to getting our own grill on the deck of our house.
My cousin, Suzanne, and her family have been visiting us for the last week and her husband, Mike, is one of the best rib cooker/smokers that we know. We had the pleasure of eating some of his ribs last summer at their house and they were awesome! When he offered to help Barbie make her first batch of ribs on our new grill she jumped at the chance. She was like a kid in a candy store.
They used one of the dry rubs that I brought back from Kansas City to season the ribs before they went onto the grill. They also soaked some apple wood chips that were put on the grill to add smoke flavoring. Just before the grill was ready for the ribs a couple of small tins were put on the grates to ensure that the meat wouldn’t completely dry out.
Once the grill had pre-heated and was holding 300 degrees consistently the ribs were ready to go on. With a level of anticipation that rivaled Christmas morning as children we all crowded around the grill to witness the first of what we foresee as many rib smoking sessions that would take place within it.
With regular checks on the ribs and the water levels in the tins, we all monitored the progress of dinner as the afternoon turned into early evening. With each check of the ribs our mouths began to water more and more. Below you can see Mike and Barbie sharing rib stories while adding more wet apple wood chips to the smoke box.
The last things that were added to the grill before we plated the ribs were a couple of chicken breasts for Mike and Suzanne's kids, and some asparagus spears that were oiled and seasoned before being tossed on the sear burning to be grilled as a side for everyone. The picture below was taken just before the ribs were removed from the grill for dinner.
In the end, the ribs tasted better than we all hoped. Between the 4 adults at the table, we ate two and a half of the racks we made. They were so good, that we didn’t take a picture of them once they hit the table. In fact, we didn’t think of it until we were clearing the table and saw the bone plate sitting alone as thought it was evidence of the carnage that just took place.