I grew up on a street called Victor Street in between my grandma and grandpa's house. Aunts and uncles, cousins all up and down the street, and more often then not, in from out of town. Across the street lived a man who went by Beetle Bailey. We would all get together and throw a block party and this is something he would make often. He made it in the huge smoker out in the front yard, I make it in the oven.