Christmas Miracle: How My 5-Month-Old Twins Saved Christmas Eve Dinner

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‘Twas the night before Christmas (Eve), and all through the house, not a creature was stirring, except for two tiny bundles of joy who turned out to be my unlikely saviors. Gather ’round, BBQ enthusiasts, as I recount the Christmas Eve miracle that unfolded when my 5-month-old twins unintentionally rescued my 19 pound brisket from the clutches of overcooking.

The Silent Night Before the Culinary Storm

As the clock struck 4AM on Christmas Eve, the house was hushed in a peaceful slumber. Meanwhile, in the backyard, my trusty smoker hummed along, infusing a beautiful brisket with the flavors of the season. Little did I know that this silent night would soon be shattered by the cries of my twin tots.

Twins in Tandem: A Symphony of Midnight Wails

In perfect sync, my 5-month-old twins decided it was the ideal moment to awaken and announce their presence to the world. What was initially a groggy attempt to console them turned into a realization that something more significant was afoot – the savory symphony of hickory smoke that enveloped the air.

SOS: Save Our Smoker!

Panic set in as I stumbled toward the backyard, still half-asleep and clad in my grinch pajamas. The wafting aroma of my carefully smoked brisket was now joined by a not-so-pleasant hint of imminent overcooking. I glanced at my watch only to find that I had slept through the several alarms from my Meater app that informed me to pull the brisket off the smoker. Disaster loomed on this silent Christmas Eve night.

Tiny Heroes to the Rescue

Enter my unexpected heroes – my twin bundles of joy. As I tended to their needs, my eyes caught a glimpse of the smoker, the thin line between perfection and disaster. With a newfound burst of energy (and a dash of sleep-deprived determination), I raced to the smoker, pulled the brisket just in the nick of time, and averted a culinary catastrophe.

From Chaos to Culinary Triumph

In the midst of the midnight chaos, I found myself standing in the glow of the smoker, cradling my twins and a perfectly smoked brisket. It dawned on me that these little angels, in their innocent disruption, had inadvertently saved Christmas Eve dinner. What was initially a culinary crisis became a heartwarming tale of unexpected teamwork.

Gratitude in the Aftermath

As I settled the twins back to sleep, a sense of gratitude washed over me. In their own unique way, they had become part of the BBQ adventure, turning a potentially disastrous night into a tale of family, resilience, and the unspoken bond that emerges when you least expect it.

The Unforgettable Christmas Eve Brisket

So here’s to the brisket that narrowly escaped overcooking, to the twins who unwittingly became my culinary co-pilots, and to the unforgettable Christmas Eve that turned chaos into a cherished memory. May your holiday season be filled with unexpected joys and perfectly smoked meats, even if it means waking up in the wee hours with a pair of tiny Christmas elves.

If you would like the recipe for my Christmas Eve Brisket, you can check it out HERE.

Wishing you a smokin’ holiday season,

Kaydon

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Kaydon
Father of four kids under four years old. Assistant principal of an elementary school just trying to find time to do what I love!