I just pulled off a shoulder that I rubbed with a nice Bourbon rub, let sit in the fridge for 8 hours, put on the smoker last night at 11:30, woke up at 7 on a Saturday to wrap in foil, and then waited for it to hit 202. I brought it in the house and put it in the cold oven to rest and the next thing you know I hear the oven open and my wife says I am ready to taste it. I rushed into the kitchen and told her to STOP! No matter how much I explained to her how it has to rest, she is still upset at me.
Ya gotta just love 'em.
Ya gotta just love 'em.