Everything is made for grillin’, or is it?!
My fondest memories as a child were the summers when my Dad would grill. That black round Weber grill, charcoal of course was prominently displayed in the driveway for all to see. I still to this day remember the pungent smell of lighter fluid and gazing at the charcoal briquettes as they transformed from a deep black to a soft grey. Those briquettes were mesmerizing and the aromas that emanated from that grill were spectacular. Growing up in the Midwest though limited your grilling season. It wasn't feasible to grill during the winter months or was it? I don't remember us grilling during winter as a child, but my father does on occasion grill now, on Christmas! Yep, that's right, Christmas. He grills a beef tenderloin. Grilling to me meant togetherness, good times and oh so tasty morsels. It had a profound impact on me as a child and now as an adult I relish in the art of grilling. I love to cook in general. There is something about preparing and cooking food that is so therapeutic and peaceful for me. Living in California I have the opportunity to grill all year round, yes, even in the rain when it does rain and my world is complete. I’ve made it my mission to explore that everything is grillable
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