Ruby Ann's Down Home Trailer Park
BBQ Cook Book

Nothin' says “God Bless America” like a big old BBQ. There's just somethin' special about a slab of meat bein' cooked to a cinder on a backyard grill that brings tears to my eyes. Or maybe it's the smell comin' off my sister Donna Sue's greasy hibachi. Here at the High Chaparral Trailer Park, we've had plenty of reasons to fire up the smoker, what with Ida May Bee gettin' to be pastor of the Holier Than Most Baptist Church and dirt-ugly Opal Lamb and her attractive husband Dick celebratin' their first anniversary (honestly, the man's a saint). Now, we take our BBQin' seriously, but I have realized with a heavy heart that there are those underprivileged types that don't know a marinade from a sauce, or a Baptist Burger from Trailer Park Meat Mix. And that's why this here cookbook was born. In fact, it's more like a BBQin' bible, where I'll shepherd y'all past grillin' sins and set you straight about such things as: