So I come home from work tonight and I’m kind of tired, seeing as it was fairly busy today at work. CG is not home, on account of him having to close tonight. I decide since I have to open tomorrow I don’t want to wait for him to get home to make dinner. I decide, “Hey…I’ll be lazy and just cook some burgers on the grill and save a couple for him in the microwave.” Easy thing to make, you’d think…four burgers on a propane grill that’s so easy to operate a 4 year old could do it.
Well…I take the hamburger patties out and defrost them in the microwave, humming merrily as I go about taking out the needed items to make grilled burgers. I get the Giant Grill Brush of Doom and the matching metal spatula out and make sure they are clean. I get out some bread so I have something to put the patties on when I’m ready to eat mine. I get out a couple plates…one for my burgers and one for saving CG’s burgers on. I grab some napkins and the microwave goes off, signaling that my patties are now defrosted and ready to go. I sprinkle some garlic salt and a little pepper on both sides of each of the four patties and go out and turn on the grill.
As soon as I turn on the grill, there is a HUGE flare up, which causes my nosehairs to be singed beyond recognition. I use the Grill Brush of Doom to scrape all the doodads and gunk from the grates and let that burn off. As soon as that’s burned off, I figured the grill was ready and I popped the patties on and shut the lid, leaving them to cook for a few moments while I went inside and got out the burger fixins. I come back out, plate in hand with some cheese for my burgers and flip the burgers over.
This is where it begins to go horribly, horribly wrong.:eek:
I turn three of the patties over with the flipper with ease, getting them perfectly aligned so they all have nice straigh char-marks from the grate. The fourth one…well…there must have been some grease or something on the flipper because when I went to flip it over it slid off the spatula, between two bars of the grate and onto the bottom of the grill perilously close to one of the burners. Oh shit.
I turn the burner closest to the downed patty off and move the other three burgers over to the other side. Lucky for me, the grill grate comes in two sections, so I just have to figure out how to move the one section and fish the burger out. I’m afraid to use normal oven mitts because I dont think they can do the job and I’d burn myself. So…I go into the kitchen, and dig out these giant pincher thingies that came with the grill set we got for Christmas from Princess Jessica and HunterGuy(my sisinlaw and her hubby). Perfect thing to do the job with. I used the pincher thingie and the spatula to lift the grate up and off and onto the plastic sideboard of the grill while I fished the patty from certain doom.
See…not only could the patty have burned up because it was so close to the other burner but our grill also has two conviently situated portholes in the bottom to allow grease to drain into the grease catcher. And the patty was very close to falling out of the grill and into the hideous disgusting muck that resides in the grease catcher. I gingerly fished the patty out of the grill and laid it on next to its brethern, inspecting to make sure it’s ok. Other than being a little more charred than the others, it’s ok.
I VERY VERY carefully replace the grate and let the patties finish cooking. I swear after this…I’m letting CG do the grilling because it is obvious that I shouldn’t touch the grill after this.
I have bad grill karma now.
IDBB
