Real man cook with flame, not with magic

I believe Tim Allen grunted that line on Home Improvement when comparing a grill to a microwave... But, anyway...

Spent part of today getting my gas grill ready for a season of burgers, steaks, and other food that would make Eric queasy ;-). I traded my propane tank for a new one and replaced the regulator between the tank and the burners to correct a 'puny flame' problem I had at the end of last summer. After much stress at getting the old hose assembly off, installing the new one, making a few twists of the knobs and pushing the ignition, that beautiful blue flame of cooking goodness erupted from the burners. If it weren't so freakin' cold outside right now (10:30 p.m.), I'd officially declare the summer season a "go."

After we get through this new kid thing out of the way this coming month, I'll have to round up people like last season for some homemade burgers, steaks, fish, or just sauteed grilled veggies. Eaters' choice, that's the key. You bring it, we cook it...that sort of thing.

Crap. I just salivated on the space bar.