Confessions of a Fat Bastard

When people find out that I’m the nation’s first and only full-time barbecue editor, they tell me it sounds like the coolest job in the world. Then they ask me about my cholesterol.
As the barbecue editor, I crisscross the state (I’m on pace to put 33,000 miles on my car by the end of the year) and collect enough Styrofoam to-go containers to make an environmentalist hyperventilate.
Photograph by Darren Braun

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