One night I made ribs for dinner. Carolynn loves ribs. It's one of her favorite dinners. Whenever I find them on sale, I buy them up for her. I cook them slow in the over until they are just moments from falling apart.
When you put a plate of ribs in front of Carolynn, she goes to town. She eats them with her hands, no holds barred, animal style.
David likes ribs too. But he is the only person I have ever met that eats his ribs with a knife and fork.
How about you? Are you the messy rib type or the knife and fork type?