Hello, friends, and welcome once again to TAILGATE JUDGMENT. Here's the drill, if you're new here:
1. You leave a comment below, describing what you had to eat and/or drink while watching football last weekend.
2. Time permitting, I will respond to your comment with a 1-through-10 rating, and I will do my best to explain my rationale.
3. You will accept this ruling as binding, absolute, and superseding of any and all court rulings at the municipal, state, and federal level.
I will start. Friday, I brined a Boston butt pork shoulder in a solution of salt, sugar, orange juice and garlic. Saturday, I slow-roasted it with a paste of orange juice, vinegar, oil and spices. Sunday, before leaving the house to watch more football, I ate it with three (3) scrambled eggs. This, of course, was an all-meat enterprise, leaving little in the way of balance, but I can think of very few things in the world more delicious than these two things. It led me to question whether balance is always of such great import, and led me further to consider whether I would scorn the Grand Canyon or Seahorse Nebula for lacking balance. I would not. I will issue myself a food rating of 9.
To drink Sunday, I had a Bloody Mary (made with Zing Zang, of course) and several Southern Tier beers -- the Hop Sun, a holdover from the summer, and the Old Man, an absolutely delicious Winter ale. For this, I will award myself an 8.
That gives me a collective score of 17. We will see whether any of you can do better.