The Rig​​
Some things are bought, and some things are built.
This smoker—this heavy, fire-breathing work of art— was never meant to come from a store.​ It had to be made.​​
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Six days.
That’s how long it took Chef Zach and his dad to bring it to life. Six days of cutting steel, welding seams, and grinding down rough edges. Six days of measuring, adjusting, stepping back, and making sure every inch was just right.
It was more than building a smoker. It was early mornings with coffee in hand, quiet nods of approval, and the kind of unspoken understanding that happens when a father and son work side by side. It was laughter, problem-solving in real time, laughing at the setbacks, pushing through the long hours, and standing back at the end of it all, knowing they had created something that would last.
This smoker isn’t just metal and fire. It’s a reminder of those six days—
the work, the bond, the legacy built into every weld.
And every time it’s fired up, that legacy continues.
