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Beer-Glazed Ham — The Smoke, the Silence, and Sunday Coming Home

June 2020. I am 61 years old, retired from the Postal Service, my days now belong to me and the smoker and Rosetta and the slow unfolding of a life without a mailbag. The week arrived the way weeks arrive in Orange Mound — carried by the rhythm of morning coffee and evening porch-sitting and the steady, patient work of being present in a life that doesn\'t require grand gestures to feel meaningful. October begins.

Mama at the Whitehaven facility, navigating her days between clarity and confusion, the fog thicker than it was last year but parting sometimes for moments of the Pearlie Mae I know — sharp, funny, the woman who raised five children on a maid's wages and a factory worker's paycheck and never once let us think we were poor. I visit, I hold her hand, I tell her about the grandchildren, and she listens with whatever part of her is here, and the part that is here is enough. Rosetta beside me through all of it, as she has been for 36 years — steady, opinionated, correct about things I haven't admitted she's correct about yet. She is the constant. She is the foundation. She is the woman I married in a parking lot and have been trying to deserve every day since.

I cooked this week the way I cook every week: with the ingredients at hand, the fire in the steel drum, and the understanding that food made with love in a home kitchen for people you care about is the most important food in the world. The recipe matters less than the hands that make it and the table that receives it. I stood at my smoker or my stove and I made something, and the making was the purpose.

Sunday at Mt. Zion, I sat in my pew — third row, left side — and let the music wash over me the way smoke washes over a shoulder: slowly, completely, changing everything it touches. The bass notes I used to sing are quieter now, but they\'re still there, still holding the foundation, still doing the work that nobody sees and everybody feels. After church, I drove home and sat with Rosetta and the evening was long and the silence was good and the week was done.

October in Orange Mound calls for something slow and serious on the smoker — the kind of cook that fills the whole yard with woodsmoke and gives your hands something purposeful to do while your mind carries what it needs to carry. With Mama’s fog thickening and Rosetta steady beside me, I needed a dish that asked for patience and gave back warmth, something with weight and sweetness in equal measure. This beer-glazed ham is what I reached for: pork low and slow, a dark-ale glaze that caramelizes into something almost sacred, the kind of food you set on the table and let speak for itself after a long, quiet week.

Beer-Glazed Ham

Prep Time: 15 min | Cook Time: 2 hrs 30 min | Total Time: 2 hrs 45 min | Servings: 14

Ingredients

  • 1 bone-in fully cooked ham (7 to 8 lbs)
  • 1 bottle (12 oz) dark amber ale or stout
  • 1 cup packed dark brown sugar
  • 3 tablespoons Dijon mustard
  • 1 tablespoon Worcestershire sauce
  • 1/2 teaspoon ground cloves
  • 1/2 teaspoon smoked paprika
  • 1/4 teaspoon black pepper
  • Whole cloves for studding (optional)

Instructions

  1. Preheat and prep. Preheat oven to 325°F. Place ham cut-side down in a large roasting pan. Using a sharp knife, score the surface in a diamond pattern about 1/4 inch deep. Stud the center of each diamond with a whole clove if desired.
  2. Make the glaze. In a small saucepan over medium heat, combine the beer, brown sugar, Dijon mustard, Worcestershire sauce, ground cloves, smoked paprika, and black pepper. Stir and bring to a gentle simmer. Cook 8–10 minutes, stirring occasionally, until the glaze has reduced by about one-third and coats the back of a spoon. Remove from heat.
  3. First glaze and cover. Brush a generous layer of glaze all over the scored surface of the ham. Tent loosely with foil and roast for 1 hour 30 minutes, brushing with additional glaze every 30 minutes.
  4. Uncover and caramelize. Remove foil, brush on another heavy coat of glaze, and increase oven temperature to 400°F. Roast uncovered for an additional 25–30 minutes, glazing once more halfway through, until the surface is deeply caramelized and an instant-read thermometer inserted into the thickest part reads 140°F.
  5. Rest and serve. Transfer ham to a cutting board, tent loosely with foil, and let rest 15 minutes before carving. Spoon any pan drippings over slices when serving.

Nutrition (per serving)

Calories: 340 | Protein: 29g | Fat: 13g | Carbs: 19g | Fiber: 0g | Sodium: 1180mg

Earl Johnson
About the cook who shared this
Earl Johnson
Week 221 of Earl’s 30-year story · Memphis, Tennessee
Earl "Big E" Johnson is a sixty-seven-year-old retired postal carrier, a forty-two-year husband, and a Memphis BBQ legend who learned to smoke pork shoulder at his Uncle Clyde's stand when he was eleven years old. He lost his daughter Denise to sickle cell disease at twenty-three, and he honors her every year by smoking her favorite meal on her birthday and setting a plate at the table. His dry rub uses sixteen spices he keeps in a mayonnaise jar. He will not share the recipe. Not even with Rosetta.

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