I can still smell that old hickory wood smoke coming from the bar-b-que pit. That's where we roasted our pigs, four feet deep in the ground. And three days later, when we knew the pigs was perfectly tender, we'd tie sheets to long sticks and mop that pig with the family sauce. What memories. Folks coming from miles around just for a taste, people laughing, and everybody having a great time. And who could ever forget that wonderful old style flavor. Unlike the thick, sugary bar-b-que sauce you find in stores and restaurants today, Hamilton sauce was just thick enough to stick to the meat but runny enough to drip onto your fingers. After leaving Arkansas, I spent years trying to find that special sauce, until I finally decided that the only way to taste it again was to resurrect the family recipe. And now, after years of making it just right, Pastor Hamilton's sauce is available for your home. I love watching my family, friends, and congregation enjoy this unique old style flavor, and I just know you'll enjoy it too.