OK.... Tomorrow is looking great... Tommy's in the morning with some buds... I'll get my racin part installed and should have it wrapped up before noon just in time for lunch.... Gonna try out Ray Ray's Hog Pit just north of campus by Arcadia... Here's a report from a satisfied customer.... .....Ray Ray (whoever you actually are or aren't) is a Real American doing some great things in the North-of-campus area. First visit there and expectations were extremely high. Yesterday it was about 25 degrees outside, windy and snow-covered. THIS IN NO WAY STOPPED OR HINDERED PEOPLE FROM GETTING THEIR BBQ ON!!! Its Sunday, which is brisket day and Super Bowl (yea I said it) Sunday, so Ray Ray was putting out his extremely rare chicken wings. As we pulled up in the snow and mud, there was a line of about 20 people standing in the frigid conditions. A few people would pull up, see that there were no more wings, and leave to cry their way home and try to just exist in their lonesome, sad lives. The rest, including me, were looking for some smoked meats and were not leaving until we got some! Luckily, as you stand in line in the cold, you can be swathed in smoke from the propane tank-of-a-grill where the magic happens. Also, you can read the menu a hundred times and think about the food the whole time you are line. And best of all, someone brought me a tall boy from the Ace of Cups to drink while in line!!!! Cold day, cold beer, hot BBQ. Finally, as you get up to the front of the line and the side of the food truck, the friendly staff starts prepping your BBQ to order as you gaze through a steamy, not so transparent window that offers you glimpses of ribs, brisket and sandwiches being cut/chopped, weighed and sauced before your very eyes. Sensory overload and exhilaration!! It's like descending into an airport of meat through a bank of clouds. I got 2 slabs of ribs and 2 pounds of grass-fed brisket. SPOILER ALERT - it was/is all extremely good, leaner than you might think, smokey barbeque awesomeness. But then, I knew it would be because there were dozens of other true mountain-men and mountain-women like myself willing to stand in line in 25 degree temperatures, frigid breezes and snow to get a taste of Ray Rays......
My neighbor had some of his toys out front... My squinty eyes tell me the far right is a Mclaren..... Some kinda 4WD thing in the middle... And a Toyota thing on the left... And this afternoon when I was out cutting my grass on my John Deere.... He drove by in his white wagon.... I waved... He didn't... That's cool... Bet he doesn't have a JD like mine...
Somehow I don't think that guy rents anything. He built that house about a year ago. The entire rear is made up of about 6 or 7 garages for his cars.... Shortly after he moved in several of those covered car transporters showed up from Florida... Every so often he drives by in something exotic... Some old white haired geezer... Wonder if he likes donuts and would want to hang with us...