While it might sound like a smart Superbowl Sunday idea, smoking racks of pork ribs on a fire escape brings with it significant risk. Notably, smoke. A lot of smoke. Chimneys of smoke, in fact, which will shift with the wind and fill your apartment with the distinctive odor of burnt offerings while setting off the fire alarm despite your best efforts to manipulate the breeze with a file folder. And then, of course, there’s the fire department. You’ve no idea how many fire engines set out until you’ve spent four hours hanging out a window listening to the wail of sirens and praying that, like death, it’s not coming for you. Considered yourselves warned – despite what I promise you were finger-licking results.