Adventures in Grilling
Mar. 9, 2012 6:03 pm
Updated: May 25, 2012 7:54 am
Ok..here goes..my first blog. Where to begin? Guess I will start on some background info on my adventures in grilling. Many
years ago, we bought our house..old brick rancher, but great structure..per my hubby, who is an electrical/mechanical engineer (can you say anal..still love him tho). Needed a lot of work. We bought it in 1988 and it was built in the 60’s. Kitchen looked liked
Rainbow Bright threw up in it..and it is a galley type kitchen..bathroom, well, the wallpaper woke you just going into it. Ok..so we fixed these things over time, but my big wish was a deck. We had a very small concrete porch with 4 steps up to the back door.
That was it..about 6 feet by 5 feet of concrete porch. Not much room for anything..and I love to grill and sit outside in the summer. So my hubby and I said “We need a deck”! He designed it (engineer, remember), and he and his brother in law built it. And
it was awesome. A friend, who is in the building business said if a tornado ever hit us, the house would go, but the deck would still be standing. I was happy.
And I sat on it and grilled on it..until one day. I was happily sitting on the deck, drinking a beer, playing with my dog, and decided I would grill. So, I lit the grill (gas) to burn off any yucky stuff left over from last time and next
thing I knew flames were shooting out and up from the grill. Ok..location of grill is on the old concrete porch, under a roof, but with new deck railing behind it. Now this was an old grill, the one where they still put the glass in the front..like you could
see anything after using it one time anyway. Was a Saturday..hubby not home..just me and the dog. Looked at the flames shooting up to the porch roof and thought..oh (delete word). So I calmly went and got the hose and sprayed it on the grill. Ok..remember
when I said it was an old grill with glass in it..yep..you got it..add cold water to hot glass and you get a really cool explosion. That accomplished I proceeded to hose down the railing since it was kinda black and smoking. Mission accomplished. Ok..so..grill
was destroyed and deck railing needed replaced. So..nothing left for me to do now. Got a beer, sat on deck, waited for hubby to come home. He pulls up in driveway..sees grill sitting in middle of porch and charred railing and asked what happen. I replied..At
least I didn’t have to call the fire department. He just shook his head, got a beer, and called for a pizza. Welcome to my life.