Man, you know what’s fun? Trying to barbecue in the middle of November with 50 mph winds outside. Today was my dad’s birthday and my mom got some really good steaks (damn fine steaks) and I had to barbecue them because it really isn’t the same cooking a great steak inside. So my dad had the barbecue set up in the garage with the cars parked right outside to cut down on wind (otherwise there is no way in hell that thing would light).

So anyway I start the grill up and its having problems getting above 300 degrees. That’s cool, I’ll just have to cook them a little longer. Then a little later I come out to check on them and the wind has changed and the grill is now like 600 degrees. You could actually see the smoke swirling around the garage. OK…FUCK! Quickly I turn the grill to low and put the steaks on the top shelf. The fat has no started to burn so the flames are licking up all the way to the top shelf. Luckily though a little later the wind changed again and the temperature went back down. I managed to cook the food and not burn the house down. I am man, hear me roar.

BTW, those were some damn tasty steaks.