Better than Burger King
It was the most beautiful Saturday ever. My kids took my kids to the pool. (That's just one of the few pleasures of this crazy spread we've got going on over here.). They texted asking for Burger King, and I promised to make something better. And since, you know...Matt works 5 out of the next 6 days...it's all on me. I fired up the grill. And THIS time, I promised myself I was going to be smarter than those darn coals. I knew I'd better put on plenty of lighter fluid the first time, because the second time...don't go so well. Ya feeling me? So, I proudly sprayed that fluid all over the place, and I started several fires, evenly distributed throughout the coals. And when I came back from dealing with the squawking chickens, the fire was gone. Deep, exhausted sigh. Could, maybe please, just one thing go right for me? Please? Anyway, THIS time, I knew better. After my second dosing, I pulled my hand back quick...so the huge ...