It rained all day, and since we were doing it at my sister's place and her smoker weighs about 600lbs, I couldn't move it under roof. It wasn't much fun, as #3 son and I tended to the dead animals pieces. Ended up only doing 2 slabs of ribs instead of the 3 because there was a death in the extended family amnd some weren't going to be there. (my niece's 93 year old ex-father-in-law died Sunday) and I never was able to get a firm count of how many were going to be there..ended up with 16 instead of the original 23.
My son..we both looked like drowned rats before it was done.
There was a screw up on the sausage. I had 3 five packs of links I really like and my eldest sister had said she already had some as well, of a different kind. When I got there, as the sausage was already smoked as it came from the store, it would be the last thing on the grill. When I got there and unloaded everything, I handed m niece the sausage and told her to put it in the refrigerator. Unknown to me, the frige was chock-a-block full, so she put it in a cloth grocery bag, came back out and laid it on the table under the carport with a bunch other stuff and didn't tell me. When I went in to get it from my sister, sis told me she "had already took care of the sausage and did it in the oven". When we ate, I got one of the links, which my sis had put sticks in, and found it way more spicy than it should have been and my b-i-l said they were awful hot for that brand of link. It was only when son and I were cleaning up and putting everything away so sis could get her truck back under the carport that I found the 3 packs of sausage in that red bag. I had gone light on my seasoning of all the meat because my son has bouts with gout and one of my b-i-ls has Diverticulosis so spicy sausage was off the menu...that sausage my sister put on the skewer sticks was pretty dang hot..some she had bought.
The ice cream. Worked out pretty good, tho still a far cry from Blue Bell. I did have trouble with my churn. The plastic gear at the top of the can and it's mating gear in both the hand crank and the electric unit kept jumping the teeth. A fairly expensive unit, 1 1/2 gallons and I haven't used it but a few times, but it did finally freeze and I got to use my 1947 Hamilton Beach malt mixer like you used to see at the drug store ice cream counter to make a few malted milk shakes.
I did promise myself this would be the last time I tried to do this at someone else's home. Just too much trouble and too many unknowns even with getting everything ready the night before.
We originally had a Plan B, which was to just put a bark on the meat on the grill right quick, but actually cook all the pork in 3 electric roasters we had there. I wish we had gone that route. I can do a full slab of ribs in an electric roaster and they really come out great. Not much fun bbqing in the rain.