Dear Friends,

Nothin' says “God Bless America” like a big old BBQ. There's just somethin' special about a slab of meat bein' cooked to a cinder on a backyard grill that brings tears to my eyes. Or maybe it's the smell comin' off my sister Donna Sue's greasy hibachi. Here at the High Chaparral Trailer Park, we've had plenty of reasons to fire up the smoker, what with Ida May Bee gettin' to be pastor of the Holier Than Most Baptist Church and dirt-ugly Opal Lamb and her attractive husband Dick celebratin' their first anniversary (honestly, the man's a saint). Now, we take our BBQin' seriously, but I have realized with a heavy heart that there are those underprivileged types that don't know a marinade from a sauce, or a Baptist Burger from Trailer Park Meat Mix. And that's why this here cookbook was born. In fact, it's more like a BBQin' bible, where I'll shepherd y'all past grillin' sins and set you straight about such things as: 

• Selectin' Your BBQ—everything from hibachis perfect a for tailgatin' party to a grill so big you need state approval just to turn the propane handle.
• Common BBQin' Terms—drip pans, rubs, lighter fluid, doneness, sauces, and even brochettes, which is just a fancy French word Faye Faye LaRue likes to throw around.
• BBQin' Safety—folks, you got a fire burnin' in your front yard, so don't drink while you're BBQin'. Let me just add that there's a reason Momma Ballzak wears a wig, and it ain't for fashion.
• Decoratin' the Trailer for a BBQ—Christmas lights, charcoal-and-paper plate smiley faces, personalized wienie sticks, and prettyin' up the place with well-placed kegs.

• Appetizers—Kitty Chitwood's Hussy Spread, Armadillo Eggs, St. Peter's Walkin'-on-Water Dip, and Taco Tackle Shack's El Grande Cojones
• Beef—Last Stop Nursing Home Filet Mignon, Trailer Park Meat Mix, Baptist Burgers, and El Wienie Mexicano
• Pork—Donna Sue's Loins, Salsa Sow, and Nellie Tinkle's Tender Ribs

Plus chicken, lamb, fish, breads, side dishes, salads, even desserts—you name it; you can grill it. One thing's for sure—once you start BBQin', everybody will find a reason to stop by. So grab them buns, get your wienies ready, and light that fire. Just make sure Me-Maw's not in the way when you do.

Yours in BBQ heaven,

Ruby Ann Boxcar

“Her books are the most enjoyable and hilarious cookbooks I've ever come across. Ya gotta have these books!” —Liberty Press, Wichita, KS

“The most outlandish cookbook since The White Trash Cookbook.” —Long Island Newsday