Barbecue time!

I finished building our barbecue a little sooner than I thought I would, and we had our first barbecue at our new house on Saturday.


First, I defrosted some ribs.


















 And cut them up.

Next step is to put them into the newly made (because we have not barbecued for almost two years) rib marinade. It’s based on a sachet of Chinese style red-cooked pork spices, with various appropriate additions. The ribs are boiled in the marinade for twenty minutes. The marinade is now in the freezer, waiting for the next batch of ribs. It improves each time it is used….



The barbecue will probably never be this clean again. In due course, which means when we have enough money, there will be some nice slate paving around the barbecue, but at the moment I’m relying on temporary duck-boards to stop me sinking into the mud.

I have money to burn, you know. I use this joss money from my friends at Wai Yee Hong to light the barbecue. It’s as close as I get to spirituality.

The fire took an age to light, probably something to do with the charcoal being damp, or something like that. Can you forget how to light a barbecue? Aargh!

Anyway, eventually, we had fire, and there was much rejoicing. No, the barbecue wasn’t falling over. It’s probably an artistic choice by the photographer.

Here we see the dual function feature. Ribs cooking, and hand warming at the same time.

We also had lemon and herb chicken on sticks, but I seem to have forgotten to photograph them in all the excitement.

More fire time than food to cook! Much better than the other way round.

And then it went dark. Happy eaters went indoors, feeling pleasantly full.


More soon, even if it’s really cold out there.


I had really missed barbecuing…

Me, wearing a Panama hat, spectacles, and a fine growth of facial hair.

Author: Walrus

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