My wife and I were invited to our neighbor's house for the 4th. We go there a lot and I usually Egg something because those people just can't cook BBQ. When I don't cook, people always ask where my BBQ is, so a couple of days before I asked how many people were coming because I was going to cook baby backs. My neighbor told me not to cook ribs because he was cooking a butt and something called "country ribs".
Now, this dude has TWO smokers but he cooked the butt and the terribly tough ribs in the oven. The butt was pulled and put into a casserole dish and bbq sauce was added and then it was baked like a casserole. The ribs were too tough to cut with a knife.
5 people asked where my bbq was. It was oh so sad that I didn't get to cook on the 4th and I ended up eating a Ball Park Frank (not 100% beef!) cooked on propane and some really bad potato salad.
Next year I don't ask. I just cook!