Hmmm… reading all this has got me thinking, steaks? brats? or burgers for dinner tonight? I think all go with the brats, boiled in cheap beer and flash-grilled to perfection. Johnsonville “Originals”, the big ones in the meat trays, NOT prepackaged like hot dogs! You know, the ones where you can actually feel your arteries clogging as you eat.
Ya beat me to it! I’ve been lookin’ forward to postin my own “First Grill o’ the Season” thread. Now I gotta settle for a “me, too”. 'razzafrazzin…
But I’m still gonna brag: as a combination house-warming/Christmas present, my brother-in-law GAVE us one of those big-as-a-barrel-laying-on-its-side charcoal smoker/grills. I near 'bout passed out after I unwrapped it.
(Oh, yeah, it’s GOTTA be charcoal. Gas fumes make the food stink. Yeah, I use Match-Lite[sup]TM[/sup]. Yeah, I know that doesn’t make sense. Shut up, it’s my grill.)
Since then it’s been sitting forlornly in front of the door, waiting for me to put it together. Well, Mom and my brother are coming into town this weekend, an’ I’m going to by-god grill some steaks for them.
So, who wants to come over tonight and help me set it up and test-drive it? I got a case o’ good quality beer to lend its support, too.
Welcome to the Boards, johnny fishface. And you picked MY thread for your debut. (sniff) A fellow Buckeye too (I checked your profile)(wipes away tear glistening in the corner of my eye). I’m down on the north side of Cincinnati myself. See ya 'round the Boards.
Tranq, duely impressed with the Survival Merit Badge. Never did it myself. But I made it to Star Scout and Assistant Scout Master.(Ahhh, to be young and geeky again) My old Scout Master used to do a camp out where we could bring anything we wanted, as long as it fit in our pockets. Survival Merit Badge was harder though. You could fit a bunch of stuff in the pockets of Army Surplus pants.
Did you ever build a “natural shelter”? Sleeping in a brush pile. Fun, fun, fun.
Life Scout. Would’ve made Eagle, too, if’n I haint 'scovered wimmin. Girls, ec’tully. Purty things what make you’n up’n fergit whet you’rn about…
Whoops. Bit of a flash-back there…
Scout Master made us empty our pockets, gave us a GI pocket knife, said if we earned the badge, we could keep the knife. Came 'round our camp twice a day to check on us, but otherwise, left us be. 3 of the 7 of us made it, the other four bailed. And yes, we made litlle shelters out of what was there.
These days, my idea of roughing it is using charcoal to cook the steaks… Come to think of it, this weekend looks good… Beer and Brats, I think…
WAAAH!! I WANT BAAAAAARRRRRRRBEEEEQQQQQQQUUUUUUEEEE
Welcome to the Boards, johnny fishface. And you picked MY thread for your debut. (sniff) A fellow Buckeye too (I checked your profile)(wipes away tear glistening in the corner of my eye). I’m down on the north side of Cincinnati myself. See ya 'round the Boards.
thanks. I’ve been reading the boards for awhile now, but when I saw something so “dear to my heart” as grillin’ out, I had to jump on it.
So, we come to an age ol’ conflict that has posed nation against nation for centuries - gas or charcoal? I used to be die hard “charcoal”, but then I actually bought a gas grill, and have since (somewhat) converted. Gas is just so much easier to use in the winter months on this artic tundra of west-central Ohio. On the other hand, you can’t beat charcoal for flavor.
Sorry, Rue, don’t wish I were you.
I still wish I were Sue Duhnym (or her husband). Have you seen her grill?
But I must say I have never understood peoples’ fascination with barbequing. I’ve never done it as an adult and never thought the food tasted any better when I’ve been with other people doing it. Is the fascination just that it is cooking outdoors and you feel more primal? Just curious.
Yah! Rrrgh, raw meat! Fire! Rrrrgh! <Thumps chest> Ow.
Mmmph! Fire, meat Good!! Beer, good!!
(insert gorrilla-type noises)
Hmmm… Lemme think for a minute…
Charcoal or wood. Anything less is cheatin’. Anything more, and you’re a fanatic. Not that I’d be so stuck-up as to refuse a nicely rare steak off of anyone’s grill. If you’re filppin’, I’ll bring the beer.
Oh, and flavored “smoking” oils are for sissies.
FTR:
Less==Gas
More==Exotic fuels such as mesquite, buffalo chips (yuck!), etc.
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Originally posted by obfusciatrist
Is the fascination just that it is cooking outdoors and you feel more primal?
let me paint a picture for you…
Me outside. Peace. Solitude. Just the grill, some red meat, a cold beer and Mother Nature.
Inside: the 3 screaming banshees (ie. daughters), the wife, the TV that’s too loud, the stereo that’s too LOUD, the phone that won’t stop RINGING! CHAOS! SHE-DEVILS RUNNING UP AND DOWN THE STAIRS! THE STUPID (female) CAT THAT WON’T LEAVE ME ALONE!! AAAHHHHHH!!!
Did I mention, me outside.
Now, don’t get me wrong I love my wife and kids more than anything, but… I gotta get away some times.
You have a much better back yard than I’ve ever had if backyard = Mother Nature.
But I see your point. As I don’t plan to have your problems in life (other than the wife) I guess BBQ will remain forever a mystery.