For those of you new to the Jesse & Shotgun radio show, I have troubles with my grill. It is not that I have trouble with cooking food outdoors; I just physically have problems with my current grill. Let me explain. My gas grill is probably 5-7 years old. Everything is in relatively good working order, but it’s a cheap grill… and open all around the bottom. Couple that with the fact that it’s almost always windy here in Colorado and my stupid grill doesn’t even get hot enough to brown brats. It’s pathetic. For that reason alone, I do not grill nearly as often as every man should. There have been many days I’ve gone out to fire up the grill… waited… and ended up cooking my food some other way. I actually once, I hate to admit, BAKED a STEAK! Sad, but true.
After the humbling steak incident, I went to Target and bought a $40 George Foreman electric grill. That decision has lead to much ribbing and torment on the morning show. Jesse also has issues with my “meat fork” because it has an electric meat thermometer and “no self-respecting male should have to check the temperature of the meat” for doneness. He also thinks my pigtail flipper is “wussy”. I stand by the pigtail. It’s awesome!
Well, further proof that I am married to the most wonderful woman in the world… my wife said that for Father’s Day (and our 15th anniversary-which are two weeks apart) I could buy myself a new grill. I’m so PUMPED! Being the nerdy guy that I am, I spent the last week visiting grill stores and doing research online. I decided on an infrared grill, because they heat evenly, burn a third less propane and heat up quickly. It’s really sweet and even has a place to add wood chips for smoking. Whoo-hoo! I went and picked it up yesterday. I wanted to get the one that was already put together, but it wouldn’t fit in the minivan… so I got one in the box. I took it home and put it together in my garage. At one point, my neighbor Tom came over to check on me because he’d “been watching me work on the grill for five hours” and thought I might need some help. LOL.
Amy went to the store to get some steaks as I was in the final stretches of putting it together and just as I was wheeling it onto the patio in the back yard… it started to downpour.
I can’t win.