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The Quilt Inn Country Cookbook  
Aliske Webb  
Adam’s Search for the Ultimate Rib  
We have traveled all across North America, searching for the ultimate rib.  
Surprisingly, there are many others who have also embarked on this culinary quest. In  
fact, if you mention to someone that you are a “rib freak”, they are just as likely to tell  
you about their favorite restaurant, recipe, or sauce. We even have a friend, Gerry, who  
collects jars of sauces. Some people have wine cellars, but there’s our Ger, down in  
his basement late at night, applying a quarter turn to each dusty bottle, to keep the lid  
wet, naturally.  
Ribs differ wherever you go. Some people prefer pork ribs, the side variety for  
thinness, baby backs for meaty, sweet flavor, country style for thick pleasure, or sweet  
and sour cuts. Others swear by beef ribs, from the full bone of the standing rib roast to  
the short rib type.  
And then there’s the sauce. Ah, sauce! Ketchup-based, mustard-enhanced,  
garlicked, honeyed, hickory-smoked, hot, medium, sweet, or even no sauce at all. The  
varieties are as endless as the rib aficionados who swear by them.  
Many of the commercially prepared sauces rely on an ingredient called “liquid  
smoke” to give a hickory flavor to the sauce. Liquid smoke was first commercially  
prepared in Nebraska in 1895, originally from the tar of burned wood that was  
dissolved in water (boy, does that ever sound good!). Nowadays, it is synthetically  
produced and the unhealthy tars and resins have been removed. Because it is  
concentrated, a very small amount of this ingredient goes a long, long way and can  
easily overpower more subtle flavors. For some, hickory smoke is an acquired taste  
and should never stand in the way of enjoying ribs, your way.  
And so once committed to the rib quest, one needs to search out, in every  
eating establishment, the “rib dinners” on the menu. However, for the true and  
venturesome, connoisseur, it’s simply a matter of saying, “I’ll have the ribs, please.”  
We have eaten ribs in franchise-type restaurants, in smoky beer joints, in  
specialty places where the ribs are smoked in a pit, or baked in a brick oven for up to  
24 hours. Naturally we think those at the Quilt Inn are the best. But the joy of the quest  
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Aliske Webb 1999. All rights reserved.  
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