That's how I would describe my dinner on Saturday night. It was only me, and well.. that might be sad, but who cares. Me and the television set.
I was inspired to watch a tv show on 'best bbq in America'... I thought I'd take pointers. The only thing (that they do to their real meat) that I didn't do, was cut my 'meat' after pulling it.. but no matter, I don't think it messed with the flavor any.
Let's start here.
This baby was going to 'slow cook'... y'know, how they do it with the meat that's giving everyone cancer, etc. So I pulled out the ol crock pot, and the rest of my goodies.
I even made my own dressing!
I decided to use 'Beyond Meat' chicken strips, mainly because they seem to string out better when cooked, so it would give it that full 'pulled' effect.
It was the morning.. I'd had my breakfast, and I had a few other things to get done so this was probably a good idea. I had 7 hours to waste. (And none of it was wasted). I mixed up all of the ingredients in my crock pot and set the timer.
It was a yummy smell. Something you don't think as a vegan, that you'll ever bear witness to again.. but I'm tellin you, stick with me kid. You'll eat everything you remember but you'll eat it compassionately.
Let's move on.
Time elapsed. It was to the point where I was going to have to take this stuff out and shred it, and thicken my sauce.
I knew it wouldn't be super duper easy to shred something that isn't real chicken, something that wouldn't be so soft it 'fell off a bone' so to speak, so I had to let it cool for a 'spell'. I attempted to shred with a fork, but it seemed that wasn't going to work for me, so it was time to dive in with the old nimble fingers...
After maybe two or three burns, I had what resembled pulled pork or chicken (you decide).