According to this fire saftey checklist from your fire department, you are supposed to move your grill away from your house. It does not specifically say it’s in the local fire code, which their site claims you must snail-mail down here to Whittier for.
Already suggested that but nobody paid much attention.
Whatever the reason (their hearts or their shoes) you need to find out if it’s a policy or an ordinance. If it’s an ordinance, you suck it up. If it’s a policy, you re-read your lease.
This is one of the reasons I love our building. They provide several very nice, large grills for our use. 
And with only 28 units, they’re usually not crowded.
If it’s an ordinance, shouldn’t one consider whether it is justified and act accordingly? If everybody just sucked it up every time a law inconviniences them it would be incredibly unamerican. That’s the reason you vote folks.
Yes, but in the meantime, suck it up. I love grilling, but it’s not the Edmund Pettus Bridge there.
Here we have to grill 25 feet from the building and not on a flammable structure. We can keep cold grills anywhere, according to fire code.
Apartments enforce this rule by saying that you can’t have a grill on your patio. They admit openly that they can’t keep you from having it in your living room, storage space, or garage.
Absolutely. I think everyone should just pick and choose the laws they like and follow those. Ignore the rest!
I don’t think that’s what **groman **was saying at all, actually, nor was it the reason I brought it up in the first place.
Knowing where this rule is coming from lets one choose an effective course of action. There’s not much point in punishing his landlord by moving out if it’s a city ordinance. If it’s a city ordinace, he should gather names on a petition and/or show up for a council meeting to register a protest to the ordinance or something.
You CAN fight City Hall. But you first have to know if they’re your target.
And sure, civil disobedience is always an option. But it seems a little extreme for a grill. Then again, maybe groman’s rolling in the Benjamins and can afford to pay a big fine whenever he feels like a steak. That’s his perogative.
TOGA! TOGA! TOGA!
Nothing is over until we decide it is! Was it over when the Germans bombed Pearl Harbor? Hell NO!
TOGA! TOGA! TOGA!
You know what’s an even bigger inconvenience?
Fire.