My friends and I had our first spring barbeque about two weeks ago by the river Rhein, and it was absolutely
fantastic. Not just the food, but also the lovely river, the beautiful sun, the company and the little dog that harassed us in the most adorable way. The truth is, I was pretty obsessed when we were planning for it. I searched the web high and low for the best marinades by the best chefs (and painstakingly chose among them), brainstormed in my free time what we could possibly add to the barbecue, even brainstormed for dessert (cause we ought to end it on a sweet note, right?)... you get the idea. The only recipe I didn't get from the web was a
barbecue sauce for ribs that my friend passed to me (scribbled on a piece of paper) and insisted we used. If he didn't, I would have found something on the web by some famous chef, corroborated by multiple sources, top-rated, etc. But boy, am I glad he did. The recipe, as you may have guessed from the rather straightforward title, came from a lovely Grandma, but not exactly his. He did an overseas exchange to US a few years ago, made this with his host Grandma, and scribbled the recipe down on a piece of paper because it was too good to forget. And it
really is worth scribbling on a piece of paper. As it is, I scribbled the recipe down on another piece of paper, and am only typing it out now because it was the star of our barbecue (which was full of other amazing food) and I
need to share it with you. The sauce was amazing and the ribs were falling off the bone. They were irresistible, really. Every time a batch was ready, the ribs were snatched up like hotcakes. It was such a sharp reminder that basic, down to earth recipes can often triumph many dressed-up, fancy ones out there.
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