Peezy in Montana Part 2

It seems like I just got here.

June 22 will mark the seven year anniversary of my feet touching Montanan soil. My first meal in Montana was at a gas station, Blue’s BBQ to be precise. It’s ironic that barbeque was the first thing I ate here because smoking meat has been a huge part of my life here in Malta.

A few years ago I picked up my first grill; I have had a lot of firsts here. I became a husband here. I became a home-owner here. I became a father here. My wife and I experienced our first true heartbreak as we lost baby number two, and later we experienced the joys of having our second so...