Bobby, we look forward to the next time our paths cross and hope you’ll do us the favor of letting us know what you think about Pork Barrel BBQ – after all you are part of the reason we exist.
For more information on Bobby Flay check him out on the web at www.bobbyflay.com.
Thanks again for your inspiration and bring back Boy Meets Grill!!!
The rest is history. Bobby has become one of the most recognizable cooks in all of America if not the world (who else has stood on a cutting board in Japan and lived to talk about it?). Bobby has matured into an excellent on air personality, but it has always been about the food for him and you can still see this on his current show Throwdown with Bobby Flay. Win or lose he has fun and enjoys learning the tricks of some of the best cooks in America.
We’d be comfortable in betting that Bobby has inspired many cooks across this country to try a new dish, eat something a bit different at a restaurant, get the grill out in the rain or snow, or in our case, along with our family and friends, get the courage to start a small business dedicated to great BBQ. Thanks for the inspiration Bobby!!!
Several years ago we were lucky enough to get the chance to meet Bobby during a visit of his to Congress where he was lobbying on behalf of technical education and trade schools. He took five minutes out of his busy schedule to stop and talk with us and answer some questions we had. He even had to step aside to get a picture taken with a Member of Congress and told us to hold on because he was going to come back and finish our conversation after he was finished with the picture and he held true to his word.
It is true that both Brett and I have loved exploring our culinary talents (at least the two of us think we have culinary talent — thinking is sometimes more dangerous than knowing) on grills and smokers for many years. It is also true that we’ve had our empty plates out in anticipation of what might be coming off a family member or friends grill during those summer BBQ’s and still vivid in my memory is dad grilling and smoking meat on those cold snowy or raining winter nights. I think my dad’s BBQ motto was similar to the Post Office motto and went something like this:
Neither rain nor hail nor sleet nor snow nor heat of day nor dark of night shall keep this BBQ’er from the swift completion of his brisket, ribs, chicken, steaks, pork chops, or baked potatoes.