They don't even compare

Tonight we were lucky enough to head up to Nonie and Papa's house for a delicious dinner prepared by none other then Uncle Ken. We walked in the door and it smelled just like his house on so many Sunday nights that we would have family dinner together- great memories. The husband was super excited to smell and see that Ken was cooking up his famous ribs. Yes, the ribs that I have been trying to replicate for the past year. I thought I was doing a pretty good job, but according to him they don't even compare. It looks like I am going to have to go back to the drawing board and play  around with spices a bit more.