Merry Christmas

[Tiny]

The sun is out, the sky is blue,
Its all we need for barbecue?,
No! gather friends and have no fear,
For the summer is but a chunk of year.

A howling gale, some lashing rain?,
This will not force me to refrain,
A beer in hand, perhaps a hat,
Folk winter Q is where its at

Achristmas ham was duly smoked,
It was so righteous I was stoked,
The Ma-in laws was duly shamed,
Us winter Q-ists should be famed

Today the pressure was so vast,
the Christmas turkey now at last,
Should I brine, inject or dance?
or leave it down to simple chance

Cherry wood, deep breath, press go,
The chips file in the fan doth blow,
So cast the beast into the fire,
A backward glance Mrs Tinys ire?

I need not worry or to fret,
My DB just got on with it,
77 degrees the bird is done, the dark brown skin,
Im sure Ive won

The smoke ring Dad! you wont believe,the moisture huge, ah bacon weave.
so on my table oh so proud,
Best turkey ever, shouted loud,
So dear friends, if you want your folk to swoon,
Save your pennies by an Daniel boon......

Poem ends, sponsored by quality Shiraz, but seriously chaps, love the GMG and looking forward to 2016 and all that it holds,

In BBQ we never say goodbye, only ever Kinda lingers,
Love Tiny

[Toby]

Merry Christmas Tiny, alas very little wine so far however have 5 kids and a wife that often whine!!

[essexsmoker]

Lol.

[GingerBen]

Ha that's brilliant and glad the bird came out well!