Drat

So I put a huge briskett on the smoker last night at midnight and loaded it with applewood logs. Mind you I live in Brooklyn. At 430am, I was woken up by my sick 3 year old. After getting him back to sleep, I noticed flashlights hitting my back door. I stuck my head out and saw a head with a fireman's hat poking up over the back fence. I yelled at him that the smoke he was looking for was from my smoker. After a little sleepy back and forth, he called out to his fellow firefighters that it was a backyard cooker. A few seconds later, after he was out of sight, I heard him saying this to the radio in a strong brooklyn accent: "That's a negative dispatch, it's an outside cooker, he's cooking meat". What a great dinner though...