Thinking about barbeque sauce makes me break out in a sweat. I don't know why just the thought of it creates some type of chemical reaction and I start happily salivating and small beads of perspiration (fortunately not visible to others!) pop up around the top of my forehead. My Mother has always thought this was funny and I think it's weird. BBQ sauce just does it for me. I am never satisfied with most bottled varieties so I make my own. It doesn't just go on grilled chicken and ribs...I mix it with homemade pizza sauce to make BBQ Chicken 'Za, brush it on shrimp wrapped in bacon as they are grilling, dribble it on baked potatoes and/or cottage cheese plus use it as a dipping sauce for just about anything I eat when the craving hits. It's also yummy mixed with buttermilk ranch and used as a salad dressing. Who knows how this got started but I remember this unique reaction from early childhood and it continues to this day - maybe my North Carolina roots and subsequent move to Georgia had something to do with encouraging this phenomena – it’s an understatement to say both states talk about and eat a lot of 'Que. Don’t judge me, just try it for yourself! —Kate's Kitchen
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