Looking at delicious pork ribs at a wet market in Hong Kong makes me salivate. I can see this thing slow roasting on an open spit dripping with sweet BBQ sauce. Oh man, I miss summer. I stand corrected, I miss BBQ'ing. It's summer weather where I am, just no delicious racks of ribs to be found.
This is part of my Project: Butchers All Over the World, Start a Love Train.
So Pull My Ribs Apart and Let the Sun Inside
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