the second happiest day of the year.

last thursday, the following conversation took place.
papa: are you excited for monday?
brissa: yes, it's my second favorite day of the year.
papa: what's you're first favorite?
brissa: the first installment of this day.

in the porter household,

we end the summer the same way we start it.

with a little thing we like to call,

meat monday.

memorial day and labor day

are the holy grail of barbecued meats.

i should apologize for not having any pictures of the meat,

but, it was gone before we set it on the table.
yes, it was that good.
and on meat monday,
ribs > pictures.
 ALWAYS .

i thought about going into a more detailed
description of the ribs because of their mmmMMMMmm factor,
then i realized i didn't want to offend/gross out any vegetarians
with the potentially graphic manner of this post.

so for all you carnivores out there,
just know it was like a piece of heaven
rubbed in heaven,
smoked to perfection
by the clouds of heaven
and dipped in the most incredible
sauce made with real [happy] angel tears.
because they too
were celebrating this day.