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The hubby just had another birthday recently, and although we haven't had a lot of time to spend with the folks lately, they were generous enough to give him the gift of a new electric smoker.
This is the kind that plugs in outside, you can add water and/or wood chips ... and Oh oh oh.... before I forget-- if anyone local has some apple wood chips or chunks, we can trade a smoked chicken or some such wheelin' and dealin' for the wood. The trade will be worth it, guaranteed.)
Seriously, I need the wood.
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I'll be out front of the house with a sign.
You won't be able to miss me.
So anyway, DH starts putting the smoker together, and suddenly some familiar feeling comes over me... like I've seen this all before... a long long time ago... in a galaxy far away....
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