One of the smells that I absolutely abhor is that of bacon.

What are you, a communist?

McGehee: Don't even try. I, personally, have never met a dead pig that I didn't like. Dead pig is good, very good. I've been trying to get Z to understand this for damn-near two decades. Remember Pulp Fiction? We'd been having that conversation for years when that movie came out. Save yourself the effort. He just doesn't understand.

I feel your pain. The kitchen where I work is right below my office. The girls in the plant just love to cook bacon and other pork products at least once a week, ensuring a perpetual odor.

I'll admit that here in the South the common hankering for pork does exceed my own. Ham and bacon are high on my list of likes, but if God had meant for barbecue to mean pork he never would have invented the cow.

McGehee: "if God had meant for barbecue to mean pork he never would have invented the cow."

Now I have to question your sanity. Nothing, and I mean nothing that you can do with barbeque can beat a steaming-hot barbeque pork sandwitch. Period. End of story. And that's without mentioning bratwurst, kielbasa, the various other sausages, and the ace-in-the-whole fried bologna.

Pigs beats cow any day.

A pig is a filthy animal...

Sausages and fried balogna? You pig eating pork product lover. Ugh.

Heheh. I remember when you'd order pizza for yourself. You always ordered the pigstravaganza with extra pig.

No, I think I'll stay happy with my dead cow. Mmmm, cow...

Hey, I've managed to offend both of you in the same thread.

I'M DA MAN!

Julia, ahem, I feel your pain.

It had to be said.

if God had meant for barbecue to mean pork he never would have invented the cow.

What are you, a communist?

You are all insane. BBQ Chicken (with my family's secret recipe) is like manna from heaven. Ambrosia. Beef and pork pale in comparison. Especially Texas Brisket, which is inferior to almost anything.

...although I will say our BBQ sauce does go quite well on pork, too, but I still maintain the BBQ Chicken is the best. I'll forgive your lack of understanding on that point as you have not sampled our sumptious feasts yet.

Trust me on this one. Ohio is one of the fattest, least healthy states in the country. Look it up if you don't believe me. People here know excess. I had never even heard of a "ribfest" until I moved here. In the summer literally every city has one. People travel from other parts of the country just to go to the one in Cleveland. Several city blocks of nothing but barbequed pig, in all of its glorious shapes and sizes.

Pig kicks chicken-ass, too. Hands down. If you've never been to a ribfest, you just don't know.

I enjoy some pork products on an infrequent basis. Besides the health issues, the smell of it sometimes bugs. I have to agree with Zombyboy regarding the smell of bacon. It’s horrible. One of the reasons I avoid eating bacon is because of the smell it leaves throughout the apartment. It smells like a dirty diner in Weirton, West Virginia. Thankfully, I can close the kitchen off from the rest of the apartment if I need to.

What’s worse than the smell of greasy bacon first thing in the morning? Dinner cooked by the neighbor’s mother who has been visiting from Russia for the last month or so. Oh, and if the guy down stairs thinks the incense is covering up the smell of the pot he huffs on every day he’ sadly mistaken.

See, I knew I wasn't the only one!

Well, SJ, I wasn't actually advocating we BBQ Chicken ass....that, in fact, may be the reason you prefer pork, if you were actually BBQing only the nether regions of chickens....

if God had meant for barbecue to mean pork he never would have invented the cow.

No, just a Westerner. It's against our religion to barbecue anything that doesn't have horns.

And as Nathan can tell you, Western chickens do have horns.

Nathan: You mean that I'm not supposed to eat the chicken's ass? Damn! No wonder no one ever cared if I ate the last helping!

One of the things I really liked about my cousin's unconventional wedding last summer was the eatins: a giant, whole, freshly-killed pig on a spit. Now trying to cook an entire animal and make it have the right taste and texture through and through is far beyond my comprehension, but mmmmmm-mmmmmmmmmm, this gal was just fine and tasty!

Ewwww...