I should mention that the end to today’s experiment in meat will depend on the hack job I’ve been doing to our kitchen sink for the past week. No matter how groovy the ribs turn out, the evening will be a disaster if we have to do the dishes in the bathroom sink. I hope to God the ABS joints I soldered together this morning hold, ’cause, dammit, I’m just about ready to admit defeat. Razza-frazzin’ water…