24/02/2025
Over the weekend I had the pleasure, privilege and honor to cook a BBQ for my mate (and co-host of NZs number one aquarium podcast) Ryan and his bride to be Kim.
The assignment was simple enough... 30kg of beef cheeks, 24kg of lamb shoulder and 20kg of Boston butt. I had two rigs to play with, a Prime XL and another heavy duty machine that I had never seen or used before.
Come 8pm on Friday night, we lit up the Prime and myself, Ryan and a couple of his boys begun trimming the meat while a couple others sat their and drank p**s (one was the other co-host) come 10pm and the lamb shoulders went on the Prime and the party headed out the back around the rigs.
Midnight rolled round and the crew began to drop off a bit, we lit up the second rig and added the larger pork to the Prime. Come 2am the crew was down to 3 and the beef cheeks got put on the second rig and the smaller pork into the Prime. To say that these smokers were full is an understatement. there is not a chance that even a chicken wings would fit in the Prime and the other old girl would be lucky to take 3 or 4 more cheeks.
As the morning dragged on and the beers were felt harder, I was left to tend the fire and keep the magic happening alone. As I begun to wrap the meat one of the boys woke up and sprung into action before resting his eyes again.
A tactical chug of pre-workout around 4am had me humming along just nicely. As I watched the sky begin to get lighter I could tell we were running out of fuel, some crafty adjustments to conserve the wood got us through until Ryan woke and we was sent to bunnings for more fuel.
On return the instructuons were simple, I need to fu***ng sleep. Keep the temperature around 250 for the next couple of hours. Jod done! His lovely dogs woke me about 10am and we were back in the action, waiting on the mother of all stalls!
We had 4 hours to get the meat through before we had to leave. Then 3 hours.... and you guessed it 2.... panic began to set in as not a single probe had discovered the magical 200. Then all of a sudden one hit so we could rearrange all the trays, then a second hit.... the chilli bin was slowly filling with resting trays of meat and the air f