When I was a kid, in the fall my dad would load up the Country Squire and we'd head to Louisiana to catch our fill of blue crab. Catching them was as easy as lowering a chicken neck on a string into a roadside canal and pulling it up quickly as soon as the line jiggled. We could fill a 54-quart Cole ... More >>
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Brooks Smokehouse Bar-B-Que
From the week of February 3, 2005
Brooks Smokehouse Bar-B-Que is pleased to meat you.