9 AM: Walking into downtown Hilo.
12 PM: All along the bayfront, they’re holding the Hilo Bay BBQ Cook-Off! This two-day event involves competitions for chili and poke today, and tomorrow they’ll compete for barbecue chicken, ribs, brisket, and pulled pork. Whoo-ee!
I was amused by these folks’ measured characterization of their “above average” BBQ.
George and I each paid $2 for a spoon, a tasting cup, and a ballot. Not a bad price for all-you-can-eat chili lunch! We tried probably 12 different concoctions, each with a very different flavor. There was brisket and pork and steak and hamburger and even elk sausage chili. Some with beans, some without. Some tangy, some smoky, some tomatoey and soup-like, some very spicy indeed.
I voted for Bad Ash BBQ, who served up a slightly sweet, smoky chili packed with chunks of tender steak. The lady at the booth said there was “rib-eye, sirloin, all kinds of steaks in there.”
These guys can make a mean chili!
3 PM: Tromping around on gnatty back roads while reading Gabriel García Márquez.
This horse is all like, “Yeah but have you considered the parallels between the dog and the doctor, and what that says about the relationship between medicine and disease itself?”
6 PM: Dinner and chatting.