A true carnivore and grill man can never be satisfied with just a propane bbq. How could it ever have the true bbq taste?
Today Jeff bought a $40 charcoal briquette Canadian Tire special.
She’s a beaut, isn’t she?
And we got the necessary accessories:
Anyone remember how to do this?
Add a little fluid.
Stand back and throw a match. And another…. and another….
Woo hoo! We have fire!
And then nothing.
“This fluid isn’t as flammable as it used to be.”
Add more….
YES! Fire ball!
Hmmm. These aren’t completely graying over like the bag said. Maybe they are no good. Maybe we were supposed to put them in a real pyramid, not just a quick pile. Maybe we just wait.
Tequila lime chicken is the carnivore dish of the day. We had the chicken marinating over night in tequila, lime juice, orange juice, cilantro, and spices.
Maybe if we close the lid it’ll get hotter….
Mmmmmm the smell of the charcoal is so good. Takes me back to the hibachi days of my youth. The smell of campgrounds and backyards.
I really want to peel off this sticker. I suppose I’ll burn up. What if I was just really fast. Grab and rip like a bandaid. “Don’t you touch it,” Jeff said.
OK enough waiting, time to GRILL!
I wandered away for awhile. Put a toque on. Winter boots. Whined about seeing my breath and cold hands.
Came back to find a fire had been relit 🙂
Finally, chicken is ready!!
So delicious. Jeff made a killer potato salad too. I don’t like potatoes, but cover them with gunk and chunks and I’m in.
sybil
Ahhh the BBQs of my youth. As I recall, it would take AGES for the coals to get HOT. We always miscalculated and had to wait and wait … but it was worth the wait.