The weather around here is supposed to clear up by noon, so we should be able to shoot off our fireworks after dark.
Had to smoke our big-ass pork shoulder on July 3, though, because we have to visit mom tomorrow for a few hours, and if we started smoking it when we got home, we wouldn’t be eating until damn near midnight.
Anyway, the pulled pork came out so tender and delicious, with homemade BBQ sauce, homemade coleslaw, and really good ears of corn I got from a local farm market. We’ll be eating pulled pork for a week.
Our fireworks display last year was a little limited. This year, we got some really good stuff. Phantom Fireworks had professional grade mortars, but we stuck to 500 gram repeaters, and a whole assortment of lesser stuff, such as roman candles, fountains, and all the way down to bottle rockets. Our neighborhood is not densely populated, so we don’t encroach on each other’s property with debris when we set them off. Half a dozen neighbors also set off their own fireworks display. There’s no competition. It’s more of a relief that some nattering nanny won’t send the cops around to investigate something perfectly legal.
Happy 4th, and God Bless America!