This is the half joking recipe I give out:

How to make Eastern NC BBQ at home without a giant towable pig cooker like Jimmy has:

Get a pig shoulder bone-in, might be called a Boston butt if your grocer has corporate offices somewhere else.

Coat with salt and pepper.

Put fat side down on grill and make a burnt offering to Richard petty and Dale Earnhardt and Junior for a long time until the fire from the grease rages and then dies. It should be black as Michael Jordan all over and dripping fat like a yankee in a tobacco barn.

Squeeze a ripe tomato from a hot sunny vine into a bowl and add some sugar, salt, pepper, red pepper, and a small jug of cider vinegar. Or you can use George’s or Wells or Scott’s or I bet there is one called some other first name, if you still live close enough.

Put butt in crock pot with about an inch or two of sauce. cook on high as long as it takes to drive home from the mountains.

Get yer two little pitchforks ready and tear that butt into shreds like it was a jersey housewife at an hoa meeting. Then let it cook a little more. You can call the dogs and throw them the shoulder bone. Cool it off with some running cold water unless you are just pissed at them anyway.

Put the broiler on and spread meat from crock with a slotted spoon on a sheet tray. Sprinkle on some more fresh sauce. Broil until tips of meat sticking up get dark as a Senorita’s nipple and you can’t hardly squeeze any juice out of it . Put in a bowl and serve.

Sides are buns for making sandwiches, cole slaw, corn, butter beans, baked beans, black eye peas, field peas, crowder peas, hell, whatever you can find.