There's no easier way to bring yourself to the verge of an anxiety attack than to read the contentious comment threads attached to anything online about barbecue--wait, BBQ, no, barbeque. The word is an evolution of the Spanish barbacoa. No? Maybe not? Okay, then it's a mash-up of the French barbe and queue--suggestive of snout-to-tail cooking--and therefore, nothing is really barbecue unless it involves the whole pig. People, please. I propose a new definition: Barbecue is the universal word for togetherness. This recipe is as neutral as it gets and can be used in any way you'd normally use barbecue sauce. You have to build on top of it to make it yours, your town's, your state's (take it away, Montana!). Feel free to tinker with ratios. Now, stop arguing and cue up.
Cooking Light Mad Delicious