Crackers Don’t Smoke Ribs, They Smoke The Mullet
Posted By Greg on December 3, 2009
We met Skink. We actually, truly met the living breathing Skink, straight from the pages of a Carl Hiaasen novel. A true blooded, Native, nature loving, highly educated, grey bearded, wild man…a.k.a. a Florida Cracker.
Before we get a ton of emails, the term Florida Cracker was coined during the colonial era way back in the mid 1700’s. Simply put, it’s a Florida native who knew how to live off the mosquito infested, hot, sweaty, gator ridden, swamp that was once most of Florida. Back to Skink.
We received an invitation to attend the 11th annual Terra Ceia Annual Mullet Smoke-Off from an Orlando cyber friend whom we met through a Nashville food blogger buddy a.k.a. Cook Eat Fret. With only a 45-minute drive just south of the Sunshine Skyway, we found ourselves immersed in what seemed like a little island that time forgot. Beautiful old Cracker style homes dotted the pristine shoreline, an estuary tucked into banks of mangroves. With a few more twisting roads and a couple “I think we are lost”, we hit Cracker gold.
Roughly 80 people - whom strangely all looked like each other (with the exception of Cook Eat Fret and her road buddy, whom looked completely out of place)– were cheering and jeering the Mullet Toss. Men, women and children took their turns throwing dead Mullets into a toilet bowl as billows of smoke permeated the air. We wandered in and out of camp site after camp site, where serious competitors were managing their mullet smoking contraptions, the largest being named Big Bertha who was about the size of a small car.
As we turned the last corner, we heard a deep bellowing voice declaring the values of a good fresh ceviche. We knew we had found our friend, Robert King…a.k.a Skink.

Robert King with his prize smoker
Robert’s camp was everything it should have been; old Jeep Cherokee with the roof and doors ripped off topped with two kayaks, homemade barrel smoker with a pulley attachment, and one modest tent. Robert was gently folding avocado into his bay scallop and catfish ceviche.
“Ha! Ha! You made it!” Robert announced as he quickly sat up to shake Greg’s hand. The hours to follow were filled with stories and eating. Cook Eat Fret talked about her visit to Per Se, we talked about buying a restaurant and Robert talked about the disappearance of native Florida plant life and then we ate some of the freshest most delicious ceviche, no less than three types of smoked mullet, smoked mullet roe (don’t knock it till you try it), and smoked scallops just to name a few.
Smoked Mullet Roe, shown above, takes an acquired taste but when you love it. You love it. Just ask Cook Eat Fret, who drove from Nashville to get some.
Robert did not take the Grand Prize for his smoked mullet; but no matter, there is always next year.
Smoking mullet is a delicate task and a true Floridian rite of passage. The sweet meat becomes smoky and buttery. After you master this basic recipe, step it up and create dry rubs to make it your own and possibly award winning smoked mullet.

Smoked mullet, smoked scallops and smoked oysters
Smoked Mullet
Serves 4
2 tablespoons sea salt
1 tablespoon garlic powder
1 teaspoon ground coriander
1 teaspoon cayenne pepper
4 mullet, head, spine, fins, and ribs removed (have your fish vendor do this for you if you aren’t too adventurous)
Combine the salt, garlic, coriander, and cayenne in a bowl. (You can also use your favorite spice blend.) Lay the mullet out flat with the flesh side facing up. Coat the meat of the fish well with the spice blend and let sit for five to ten minutes before cooking.
Prepare your smoker with your favorite wood – mild is best – Mr. King used a mix of Red Bay and citrus. When the temperature reaches 130-135 degrees, it’s time to add the mullet. Place them in the smoker, skin side down and smoke for 60 – 90 minutes total. Smoking time will vary on thickness of the fish, type of smoker, and about a dozen other variables. During the smoking, moisture will pool in places on the fish. Take a basting brush and slather that moisture evenly across the meat as a flavorful basting liquid. The fish is done when the edges just flake a bit when touched.



What Mr. King isn’t our former governor?? He probably would have had more of a clue. Thank you for this post. It truely reminds me of why I love Florida. I was born and raised in Pinelles County and have always loved searching for “old Florida”. It’s been a while. Ya get old and lazy. : b I was reading this to my husband who has lived here for most of his life and I could see the wheels a turnin’. ROAD TRIP….SOON. Maybe after the holidays. Southward sounds good and so does smoked mullet. We can catch the little buggers right off our dock. The last time we smoked mullet was about 3 years ago. Time to remember that we live in FLORIDA and celebrate this at every given opportunity. God I love this state! From the lunacy to people reinventing themselves, to just looking out my window and seeing….nature. You guys rock. Keep us posted on this restauant you want to buy. Very cool.
It’s easy to forget that we live in a really bizarre, ass-end of the USA, paradise. But we love it and call it home.
So glad you guys made the time to visit us in Terra Ciea. I think Rick and Fret had a good time too. Maybe if your schedule allows next year we can get you to show us mortals how to smoke some fish…..
After you left saturday night, we delivered about 150 smoked mullet to a freind for her fundraiser being held the following weekend in Seminole county.
http://www.alligatorprincess.com/Events_and_Sponsorships.html
The following morning I cleaned up and salted the load of roe and got it started curing to dry, and filleted 40 nice mullet to take with us. We pulled up camp and moved south to Collier-Seminole as Base Camp for the weeks explorations.
Great story, wish I was there. Reminds me of the roadside bright orange chicken we ate a few weeks ago on a road trip. I think we also met the Mexican version of skink, lets call him iguana.
I love smoked mullet I truly do. Just thinking about Ted Peters on Pasadena out towards SP Beach and I get happy. Must plan a Florida trip soon. GREG
My father used to smoke mullet in a pink double oven he pulled out of the kitchen from my childhood home. Lots an lots and lots of mullet. He, being from Jacksonville, would smoke country style pork ribs and mullet.
absolutely love the stuff. we were lucky enough to receive one to try and it will now be an ingredient i will always want to have in stock. it’s fabulous and, hey, the sardinians have been using it for centuries… why not americans? i have a feeling this will become a food trend in the not-so-distant future!
You could be onto something We-Are-Never-Full!
So jealous! I love this type of stuff!!!!! Up here we get BBQ competitions and if I am not competing I love to just go wander around and stare at all the other rigs that people have created.
Awesome write up!!
Great description and story. I like to be there with you for enjoying those moments.
We’ll keep everyone posted on next year’s event. It was a truly original experience!
This recipe for smoked mullet brings back many childhood memories. Our annual spring break was to Daytona Beach and always included a trip to Parks Restaurant in St. Augustine. smoked mullet was served with the bread basket. Thanks for the recipe.