Well, things went well in the Hill Country today. Stopped at Ronnie's BBQ in Johnson City, a hole in the wall with the best ribs in the biz. And the owner had just brought in two or three slabs from the grill. They were still sizzling in the center. So, when he asked which end I wanted them cut from, I just pointed to the center. They were perfectly seasoned, practically falling off the bone and just right. Without the sauce, that is. It tasted like doctored ketchup. So, the less said about that the better.