Secretary of the Interior

I love to eat. But cooking every night? Not so much.  

Now it’s summer, my taste for barbecue is at its pathetic peak. I couldn’t eat it daily—but weekly is a distinct possibility. So when I heard about the Pig of the Month club, I heard Handel's "Messiah" off in the distance.

         

And then I got a small sample. Each and every bite was to die for. It arrived at the door, carefully packaged, and one package of pulled pork was enough for two sizable sandwiches. Now, I know we have wonderful barbecue places in this town. A town that has Pappy’s has to happy. But, after a long day at the office and when I’m ready to slip on the sweats rather than stay in going-out duds, well, then, I’ll take whatever is in the fridge. And it’s a great day indeed when it’s a package from the Pig.

Granted, for anyone but Oprah, this is a mighty expensive venture. Two racks of baby back ribs runs $50, and the price itches skyward from there.  However, a pound of the perfectly delicious pulled pork is $14; 5 pounds is $63. And what’s barbecue without the sauce? I’m one of those who loves sweet and mild so I’d recommend the Love Me Tender Memphis BBQ sauce, although the Colonel Mustard Carolina Mustard BBQ did win the World Mustard Competition this year. The sauces are $8 a bottle.

If you hanker for the whole meal, sides include buttermilk coleslaw, baked beans, Kentucky corn pudding, pimento cheese spread and cornbread.

And you wonder, is there actually a Pig of the Month? There is. It’s actually called BBQ of the Month Club and it starts at $220 for three months.

That seems a bit high on the hog for me. But fiscal responsibility aside, I would relish every bite.