We gather the troops and drive 24 miles, following the fantastic odor from the pit. First time in over a year that I will be eating the taste of brisket like no other. We load up two cars and head west. To the shock of us all we wasted our lunch hour, Pearsons was closed due to the cold. How does this happen? The bar was open. How does a place close because of the cold. That will be the last time I travel with the coworkers for brisket and get slapped in the face, they wanted to kill me.