I think so. The real treat I was privvy to was visiting a young French Canadian friend in the rural outskirts on the south shore of the St Lawrence near Quebec City where she was from, and when we arrived at her family's sugar shack, her elderly Grandmother opened the big vat of reducing sap water (which gets sweeter as it thickens) and ladelled us each some piping hot maple sap water over vodka... at like 10:30am. Ate the most delicious sort of French Canadian lunch (tortierre, mac and cheese, etc.) after... the kind that Martin Picard of The Wild Chef would stand for.
I believe Memphis has some of the slow cooked and dry rub styles of Texas but combines that with striving for the more sauce basted succulence of something closer to St Louis by being very marinated cuts of meats. The briskets were brined for like 3 days to soak in a bunch of flavour and gain a lot of liquid mass, and then while it was in the smoker for like 28 hours we would inject it with a syringe of more of that apple maple jack so that it could just baste in juices from the inside while that caramelized bark on the outside helps hold it all in. The meat gets real fluffy and juicy....Never had Memphis bbq. I'm from st. Louis. So I know what's up on some bbq my man also lived in ga and al for a hot min. So that's what's up. Lol
Is he spreading the faith? Or looking for something.........or someone.......... Bringing deliverance, or retribution? “And lo, there was light and he saw it was....heresy.” He could be lost too I suppose. Hmmm.Mmm seems like a preacher is a coming to spread the faith.