SeaCat
Hey, my Halo is smoking
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The other day my new neighbor asked if he could borrow my grill for the evening. He wanted to grill some chicken so he and his wife could celebrate their new place but he didn't have a grill.
I allowed him to use my grill after giving him a quick lesson on how to use it.
He returned the grill the next day, and to sa it was clean would be an understatement. (Now I have to re-season it damn it.)
Well tonight my wife and I had some Chicken Wings along with Pasta Salad and Grilled Corn. I had just lit the grill when they came home and saw me out there. The husband came over and talked with my wife about cooking on the grill.
He watched as I added some chicken to the grill as well as the Corn. His wife came over to see what was taking her husband so long. She go downwind of the grill and just stood there with an odd look on her face.
The story came out. Their chicken dinner had been a disaster. My wife asked them to stay for dinner. (Hey we had plenty.) As we waited for dinner to cook I asked them how they had made the chicken and almost spit out my Tequila when they told me. They had opened the package of chicken and tossed it on the grill when it was on high.
Okay, Cats school of grilling was now open. I explained some things. Little things like rinsing the chicken and seasoning it before grilling. I explained things like cooking it at lower temps for longer periods of time and adding smoke to the mix.
When I pulled the Chicken and the Corn off the Grill my nieghbors just stood there looking in awe. When they tasted the results they just sat there looking at me. They couldn't understand it. The wife asked me if I cooked for a living and couldn't believe it when I said I didn't.
Oh well.
Cat
I allowed him to use my grill after giving him a quick lesson on how to use it.
He returned the grill the next day, and to sa it was clean would be an understatement. (Now I have to re-season it damn it.)
Well tonight my wife and I had some Chicken Wings along with Pasta Salad and Grilled Corn. I had just lit the grill when they came home and saw me out there. The husband came over and talked with my wife about cooking on the grill.
He watched as I added some chicken to the grill as well as the Corn. His wife came over to see what was taking her husband so long. She go downwind of the grill and just stood there with an odd look on her face.
The story came out. Their chicken dinner had been a disaster. My wife asked them to stay for dinner. (Hey we had plenty.) As we waited for dinner to cook I asked them how they had made the chicken and almost spit out my Tequila when they told me. They had opened the package of chicken and tossed it on the grill when it was on high.
Okay, Cats school of grilling was now open. I explained some things. Little things like rinsing the chicken and seasoning it before grilling. I explained things like cooking it at lower temps for longer periods of time and adding smoke to the mix.
When I pulled the Chicken and the Corn off the Grill my nieghbors just stood there looking in awe. When they tasted the results they just sat there looking at me. They couldn't understand it. The wife asked me if I cooked for a living and couldn't believe it when I said I didn't.
Oh well.
Cat