Saturday, September 8, 2007

Now a family of five!

Born? I don't know. But he weighs over a hundred pounds and sleeps through the night. So, that's good right? Proud Papa. Well, actually I do most of the grilling in the family so far . . . But he's still super handsome.
Beef: it's what's for dinner. Or so I've been told. The sizzle of juices was quite intoxicating. Little did I know that Chuck steak is actually not much good for grilling. I guess one can't judge a book by it's cover or a meat by it's title. "Chuck steak." Bah!
The new addition to our family: I think I will call him Fluffy, the Grill Who Only Loves!
Ahhhhh, a second burner . . . the possibilites make my head spin!
And, the univited guest. This little (and I use 'little' as a derogitory term, not as an accurate measurement of size) bugger was poking his ugly, eye covered head out at me as I began grilling. Muad'Dib and his can of poison made short work of him, though. All Muad'Dib had to say about the massacre was, "When a bird's feather is caught in the web, you know it's a big spider."

7 comments:

Tristano said...

Haha! Grilling tastes so good.

WildBound said...

Hah! There are spiders that really do eat small mamals...seriously.

Desertbound said...

Ah, grilling. It's so primeval/ prehistoric. The whole cooking your kill over an open flame thing. I think that smell we love so much must be encoded in our DNA.

Ahenobarbus Textor said...

What a splendid addition to your family. I wish you joy and fame-broiled gladness.

Fedaykin said...

I have a feeling Fluffy and I are going to have a long and lasting friendship. Maybe some midnight rendevous's. How do you pluralize french?

ValReis said...

Pensei que norte-americanos faziam churrasco de hamburgue ahahah!
Abra├žos

DreamPacker said...

I believe "Chuck" steak fits. If you try to grill it, it ends up so you have to "chuck" it like a heavy frisbee.