It was one of those days, when Dan looked in the refrigerator and said: "Where's the Pork?"
Pork Ribs, Traeger Smoker
Here's the pork. We are out of our own until November, but our local supermarket hasn't failed us yet.
After smoking for 4 1/2 hours - until the ribs cracked apart when twisted - I let them rest and made up some steamed red rice and oyster mushrooms from farmer's market. There was a salad, I swear.