Today I smoked a slab of ribs. The fun part was the weird weather going by in the bits and shreds of thunderstorms. I mean, if it rains and it’s sunny out, you’re supposed to see a rainbow! But the ribs cooked nice and steady, except for the time the heat spiked by accident. (I let the water pan boil dry.) And the time the heat spiked on purpose. (It was dark out.) When you take them out and eat them, ribs is ribs.