This fork tender slow roasted barbecue pork is great with potatoes or shredded and served as a sandwich.
A toddler in my daycare arrived one particular morning wearing a little 3-piece ensemble—navy leggings, a navy baby doll style top with white poker dots, and a short navy skirt. The busy morning went by with activities, feeding, and multiple diapering. Later, as the children played, I realized that the toddler was missing her skirt. She must have pulled it off without me noticing. So, I searched and searched with no success. Then I started to think that perhaps I was losing my mind, and maybe the little girl had a skirt on earlier in the week and that I had my days mixed up. As the day passed, no skirt appeared so I began to believe that she had not worn one that day.
At pickup time, Mom arrived and asked about the skirt! Dang it all!! I told her the story and assured her and that I would find it. That night, for almost 2 hours, I spent looking for that darn skirt! I checked, double checked, triple checked every corner and crevice in the house to no avail. Mind you, the children are restricted to only certain areas of the house, so the possibility of the skirt being placed elsewhere by any of them was next to zero. When I say I checked everywhere, I meant EVERYWHERE—behind a 200 pound wooden toy box that was flushed against the wall, the underside of the dining room table and chairs, underneath the table cover, under base boards, in every opening and hole of every toy, you name it. I even dawned on gloves and went through the garbage…twice! I even checked underneath and behind a couch ten feet from the 13-month old's playpen where she napped in case there was a remote possibility that she might have hurled her skirt across the room to be stopped only by a wall where it slid down beneath the couch. Needless to say, I was desperate and thinking irrationally at that point. I had even backtracked to every area I was in during that day…still nothing! My husband, also baffled by the situation, had joined in on the search.
Throughout the process I thought, OMG!! Where could that thing be? This is so bizarre! How could it disappear without a trace? In my mind, there was only one explanation—something supernatural was happening. Some THING took it!!! Shudder!!!! I felt as if I was living in the Twilight Zone. My husband, I suspected, felt the same way.
To wrap this up, I contacted the girl's mother that night to inform her of my failed attempt to find the skirt. To much relief, she called the next morning to announce that the mystery was solved! The toddler’s father had undressed the little girl the previous night and did not notice any skirt. Despite that, the mom searched the hamper in the morning and found the skirt hiked up inside the toddler's shirt! It must have ridden up so high up her chest that it was no longer visible and it blended so well that no one realized it was there!!
Whew! The mystery was solved! I don't have to sleep with one eye open after all!! For a while, it felt quite surreal and freaky. I’m glad it ended with a clear cut explanation…unlike the other bizarre experiences I have had that still remain mysteries today. That’s another story for another time…
Let’s talk food. The last time I went grocery shopping, I picked up a small pork butt with a plan to slow roast it in a dry rub. Days went by and I had not cooked it. Since there were no other meat options to use that day, I decided I had to cook the pork. I ruled out doing a dry rub as I like to let it sit overnight for all the flavors to seep through. Then I thought about doing a marinade with pineapple and molasses as the main flavoring. Well, the canned pineapple and molasses I thought I had no longer existed. It was on to plan C. I checked the pantry, dumped out several jarred sauces that had expired and decided to use bottled barbecue sauce as the marinade. After adding some soy sauce, garlic, cayenne, black pepper, and beef broth, I was good to go! To accelerate the marinating process, I punctured numerous slits in the pork to allow the sauce to penetrate quickly. After a few hours in the fridge, the pork was slow roasted till fork tender. It was a success, Everyone loved it!
The pork cooks at a low temperature of 275 degrees F˚ for about 4 hours for a 4 pound roast, but it is really worth the wait. The long cooking time allows the meat to break down and become fork tender. Of course the slow cooker is always an option, but I prefer the result of an oven baked roast. I like this recipe because the pork could be prepped and cooked the same day. Marinade it as long as you can—I try to get at least 4 hours in. Overnight is optimal, but work within the time frame that you have. It will come out just fine. One tip I would like to give is to massage the marinade into the meat prior to chilling (you will have punctured it with numerous holes) to work it into the pork. I like to bake it in a covered dutch oven but a foil covered roasting pan is another great option.