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I'm gonna rub it on brisket. Then back home, he applied the spice rub with such erotic tenderness, it made my mother a little jealous. Finally, the cooking began. Fourteen hours of cooking. And basting. And spritzing. And tending to the fire. Until it was finally time to let the meat rest. Rest, my darling. Rest. This cafe du mom coffee is very good. They make it with chicory. And what does it do to the brisket? Oh, I have no idea. Then why did you send George all the way to New Orleans? Well, they don't sell this around here. Here we go. 15 years and 14 hours later. Best brisket in Texas. Donnie, you evil bitch. It's smoother than regular coffee. That wasn't the recipe. You looked me in the eye and you lied to me. Oh, mom. You broke into my home and tried to steal it. Oh George You told her we went over there Oh George Jr I didn say nothing I was cool I am loving this I don want this woman in my house anymore She is my mother She is the devil Ed what if the kids want to see her Fine. Schedule it for when I'm not here. Or when I'm dead. Quit drinking my coffee. Turn off the train we've got to talk. About what? Mom is so upset about dad and me, mom, she might want a divorce. No one's getting divorced. How do you know? Great, now I have to throw that out. Mother-in-laws are always held in low regard by the father. It really leads to a breakup of the family. He's right. Friend and mama are still happily married. I think if we can figure out a way for dad to get Meemaw's brisket recipe, this all goes away. I don't see how we can accomplish that. Put that down. That's not a toy. Sure it is. Choo-choo. Choo-choo. Choo-choo. Open wide, Moon Pie. Here comes the choo-choo train. Choo-choo. Mmm. Isn't that good? Would you like the secret recipe? I start with a tablespoon of cumin. and then a cup of brown sugar and... I know the recipe. What? She told it to me. When? February 14th, 1982. I was 23 months old. It was Valentine's Day and Mom and Dad went out for dinner. You were there. Don't you remember?