He lives in Bloomington, Minnesota, a suburb of Minneapolis. He has always lived in this area, but has traveled everywhere. He plays a mean game of chess and takes on all comers on the ping pong table, and don't even talk about Risk. When the sun is shining and the sky is blue you might find him whipping around town on his bicycle. But when he is at home he tries to mimic Milo the dog and lounge about doing nothing, for both believe that sleep is not a waste of time. He does the Circuit at the health club and in between workouts you can find him downing moose tracks ice cream or a triple chocolate chunk cookie or just maybe some ribs from Mr. McCoy! His favorite fruit is pears and he eats oatmeal like there's no tomorrow for breakfast.
I work at a special ed school and I couldn't take it any more. All school year long co-workers bragged about the greatness of their barbeque. And they know of this place that is the greatest of all time. They would rather stop breathing than concede defeat. I decided to settle the question. I would go in search for the perfect barbeque. But what I ran into I didn't see coming. This is my story.