What is my mission?
Many men dream of these moments. To tread this path before me. The path that leads to the pantheon of parental glory. Leisure time’s very own Valhalla.
What is the challenge? What is the quest? What is my mission?
Well obviously, it’s the execution of the perfect summer BBQ. Here’s how it goes down, grillers.
“My baby. She shines in the sun. Growls when she’s hangry. Purrs when its patty time.”
The 3 pillars of a perfect BBQ:
1). Set the mood
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2). Control the heat
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3). Brave the wasps
“I waft personalised meat skewers: lightsabres for Jedi-like grillmen, such as yours truly.”
My method…
First, my suit of armour. Birkenstocks, a pair of multi-pocketed shorts that I can hide my housekeys in and an ironic / non-ironic Hawaiian type shirt.
Next, supplies
Obviously, we’ve got assorted meats. Even lobbed in some oceanic produce, sustainable of course. Sadly, there’s some veg so I don’t get “cancelled” by Her or the Kids.
Finally, my weapons
I waft personalised meat skewers: lightsabres for Jedi-like grillmen, such as yours truly. And my Command Centre for the day is directly behind or to the side of a sizzling slab of steel.
My baby. She shines in the sun. Growls when she’s hangry. Purrs when its patty time.
What’s been your biggest BBQ win?
Or biggest fail? Tell us your stories of grilling glory and we’ll whack our faves on the socials for you all to point and laugh at.
