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Super Bowl Brisket

This is Texas. Texans love brisket. 

So obviously I had to make one for Super Bowl! 

The plan was to crockpot it. Well I unwrapped the brisket and it basically doubled in size and wasn't going to fit in my pretty large crockpot. So wing it I did. 

What you'll need: 
3 lb brisket 
Half of an onion, roughly chopped
Can of Rotel
1 c beef broth
1 tbsp liquid smoke
2 tbsp apple cider vinegar

Seasoning: (mix in small bowl)
1 tbsp kosher salt
1.5 tbsp chili powder
1 tbsp cumin
1/4 tsp black pepper
1 tbsp oregano



Preheat oven to 350. 

Pat dry brisket and rub in seasoning on both sides. 

Place in pan atop onions and Rotel tomatoes and bake uncovered for an hour. 

Remove brisket from oven and lower temperature to 275. In small bowl, mix broth, liquid smoke and vinegar and pour around brisket. Wrap with foil and place back in the oven for 3.5 hours. 

Remove and let rest for 10-15 minutes. Trim fat, slice against grain and serve.

Seriously, I'm really impressed with how this brisket turned out. It was perfectly cooked and really tender. And I'm a total idiot for not taking a picture of the final product. Idiot. Oh well, we murked it! Enjoy!




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