Southern BBQ! There's nothing like it. Nothing tastes like it. Nothing smells like it. I cook a lot of BBQ. Just last month I cooked a hundred pounds of meat for a group of Christians that gather for a re-union once a year up in North Carolina. Now folks in the Carolina's do their BBQ a little differently than we do in Georgia, but the folks going to that reunion aren't from the Carolina's so they won't know the difference. But it doesn't matter if your smoking it in the Carolinas, Georgia, Tennessee or Texas - that smell is one that will get your mouth to watering. I remember cooking for about a hundred preachers one time. They were having a conference and were in one of their meetings while I was cooking a pig for them. Having been out around the fire tending the meat, I came into the back of the room where the preachers had gathered for their class. I carried with me the smell of the BBQ and the smoke. As the smell drifted from me up to the front of the room you could see the preachers one by one turning their heads to see what was that "sweet-smelling aroma."