Ok to the 3 of you readers out in BlogNQue land…I have to get this out.

I’m not proud of it…and even had my kids present when I did this unspeakable act. I even did it with an audience and I’m sure I will pay, somewhere, somehow for my sin…(if there even is such a thing)

I used a gas grill this weekend.

There, I said it.

We were at a friend’s house for a BBQ on Sunday and as is the case I offered up whatever help I could give (It’s the OCD in me, and just what I do). So there was a need for an extra person to man the grill while items inside were prepared.

It actually turned out ok and the grill was one of the stainless steel looking models that had a pretty large surface area, as well as a small rack up above. Pork steaks, hamburgers and brats were burned, well maybe cooked is a better word, but all in all they turned out ok. I like the quickness, but just don’t dig not having the ability to keep them from getting too hot.

Now that I feel better I will be able to better function this week. I am cleansed from the terrible gas smell and lingering BBQ-hangover of carrying that with me.

Rick in GRANITE CITY

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