The GRILL
Despite our ever present money problems the Husband and I did something we rarely do. We splurged! While shopping in Wal Mart, the Husband wandered to where they have the summer stuff all set up and while looking at loungers he spied THE GRILL! THE GRILL deserved its name to be written in caps because it is not a grill it is THE GRILL!!
Oldest son has become the household cook and he love to grill. He has a cheapie grill bought at wal mart last year while what he really wanted was to build himself a grill out of bricks. While we aren't exactly sure that we will be able to keep the house THE GRILL seemed like a good alternative so we bought the monster brought it home and told Oldest son that it was a birthday gift... ignoring the fact that his birthday isn't untiul July 5.
At first Oldest son didn't seem too taken with it but then he and a friend assembled it and every time I looked out the window yesterday ther was someone new in the yard admiring it. THE GRILL is a big sucker whose coals can be lowered or raised and has its own little door to scoop out ashes and is big enough to barbeque Rocco the wonder dog, if we so wanted.
Today was the designated first cookout day and by evening's end on Saturday young men were showing up bring, among other things, a haunch of pork.. basicly a should and a leg... no hoof thank goodness, a london broil, a package of chicken breasts, a rack two packages of hotdogs and a choclate raspberry cheese cake. Hotchee mama! Unfortunately bad weather made cooking nearly impossible because it kept lowering the temperature in the closed grill. Did I mention it had a thermostat built in? So while the quarter of a pig and the london broil are f done and the chicken breasts not removed from their packages we did have the ribs, the cheese cake and the hot dogs as well as my contribution of a pasta salad and oldest sons hours of trying to cook.
I wish I could have bottled the excitement that grill brought to the whole neighborhood. Think of young men and a new car... that was Oldest son and THE GRILL. The shiny handles were admired, the charcoal bed raised and lowered, the side vents opened and closed, the thermostat inspected and i swear someone even kicked the tires.
As for oldest son, my responsible rabbit, while he didn't run around yelling yippee he did take pictures of the grill with his phone to send to friends and each time he came into the house, he told me of some new feature he discovered. May he cook well and long.
Oldest son has become the household cook and he love to grill. He has a cheapie grill bought at wal mart last year while what he really wanted was to build himself a grill out of bricks. While we aren't exactly sure that we will be able to keep the house THE GRILL seemed like a good alternative so we bought the monster brought it home and told Oldest son that it was a birthday gift... ignoring the fact that his birthday isn't untiul July 5.
At first Oldest son didn't seem too taken with it but then he and a friend assembled it and every time I looked out the window yesterday ther was someone new in the yard admiring it. THE GRILL is a big sucker whose coals can be lowered or raised and has its own little door to scoop out ashes and is big enough to barbeque Rocco the wonder dog, if we so wanted.
Today was the designated first cookout day and by evening's end on Saturday young men were showing up bring, among other things, a haunch of pork.. basicly a should and a leg... no hoof thank goodness, a london broil, a package of chicken breasts, a rack two packages of hotdogs and a choclate raspberry cheese cake. Hotchee mama! Unfortunately bad weather made cooking nearly impossible because it kept lowering the temperature in the closed grill. Did I mention it had a thermostat built in? So while the quarter of a pig and the london broil are f done and the chicken breasts not removed from their packages we did have the ribs, the cheese cake and the hot dogs as well as my contribution of a pasta salad and oldest sons hours of trying to cook.
I wish I could have bottled the excitement that grill brought to the whole neighborhood. Think of young men and a new car... that was Oldest son and THE GRILL. The shiny handles were admired, the charcoal bed raised and lowered, the side vents opened and closed, the thermostat inspected and i swear someone even kicked the tires.
As for oldest son, my responsible rabbit, while he didn't run around yelling yippee he did take pictures of the grill with his phone to send to friends and each time he came into the house, he told me of some new feature he discovered. May he cook well and long.
posted by ---me--- at Sunday, April 20, 2008
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New toys for boys! LOL!
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