Happy Wednesday, Falcoholics! I’ll give credit where credit is due: You’re a resilient bunch. Sure, your favorite football team is 0-4 and there’s no light at the end of the tunnel. Our head coach is hiding in a corner somewhere, clutching a t-shirt bearing a corny, motivational slogan to his chest while slowly rocking back and forth and muttering indecipherable things to himself. Things are, well, they’re bad. But here you are. I’m impressed.

We smoke our links until they reach an internal temperature of 190 degrees, then allow them to rest for 5-10 minutes before serving.

Monday night’s loss

That game was not fun to watch.