Haven't been burning up the grill like I'd really like to. This weather has been beautiful this week....temp wise and at times when the rain was gone.
Felt the overwhelming urge this past week for a burger.
I've been keeping red meat to a once a week treat and I've been overdue for a few days.
My wife's schedule and mine just didn't work out for a trip to Five Guys, Chilis or Applebees....local spots with acceptable burgers.
Had to take matters into my own hands.
The plan was set after playing phone tag and I rolled up into Publix for some grub. Publix has become quite the hang out for young beauties and some not so young but still quite attractive.
Shopping was done.
I don't know about you folks, but I can't go by the magazine rack without a look through the latest....always seem to grab something....sucker born every minute.
Had to replenish the supply of hot sauce and picked up a new one to me (the TP Chipoltle).
Mixed a little of the TP Garlic in with the meat as I made large burgers...then coated with a light dusting of Butt Rub (not light enough, I later discovered...stuff blackens too quickly for outside application....shoulda mixed it into the meat).
My last bit of Don's over the burgers....again, this and the Butt Rub shoulda been mixed in, not poured on top, but I had a mystery to solve...more on that in minute.
Cracked open a couple of Mich Ultras and fired up the coals on old Trusty Rusty. This old champ is on it's final season. I'm caving in after this summer and getting another grill.
Going back and forth to the grill I noticed something that was odd. My grill tools kept winding up on the deck. This happened twice. I figured I had put the handle too close to the edge and the Mich Ultras had me clumsy...whatever.
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My bride arrived home just about the time I discovered the source of the mysterious falling grill tools.
The mystery of the falling utensils was finally explained:
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The oldest dog was in the house....the youngest was up to no good outside, as I soon found out.
Burgers turned out purty good...sharp cheddar, bacon, onions 'n shrooms with a side of maters 'n mayo. Not too healthy, but my red meat quota for the week was met and it was sort of breakfast, lunch and dinner all at one time. No bread & bbq sauce cut out the sugar 'n starch at least. Weeks worth of cholesterol but I can feel good about that small victory.
Felt the overwhelming urge this past week for a burger.
I've been keeping red meat to a once a week treat and I've been overdue for a few days.
My wife's schedule and mine just didn't work out for a trip to Five Guys, Chilis or Applebees....local spots with acceptable burgers.
Had to take matters into my own hands.
The plan was set after playing phone tag and I rolled up into Publix for some grub. Publix has become quite the hang out for young beauties and some not so young but still quite attractive.
Shopping was done.
I don't know about you folks, but I can't go by the magazine rack without a look through the latest....always seem to grab something....sucker born every minute.

Had to replenish the supply of hot sauce and picked up a new one to me (the TP Chipoltle).


Mixed a little of the TP Garlic in with the meat as I made large burgers...then coated with a light dusting of Butt Rub (not light enough, I later discovered...stuff blackens too quickly for outside application....shoulda mixed it into the meat).

My last bit of Don's over the burgers....again, this and the Butt Rub shoulda been mixed in, not poured on top, but I had a mystery to solve...more on that in minute.
Cracked open a couple of Mich Ultras and fired up the coals on old Trusty Rusty. This old champ is on it's final season. I'm caving in after this summer and getting another grill.
Going back and forth to the grill I noticed something that was odd. My grill tools kept winding up on the deck. This happened twice. I figured I had put the handle too close to the edge and the Mich Ultras had me clumsy...whatever.
<iframe width="560" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/wZjhZBUWcl4" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen></iframe>
<iframe width="560" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/XE1pxsa3aJU" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen></iframe>
My bride arrived home just about the time I discovered the source of the mysterious falling grill tools.

The mystery of the falling utensils was finally explained:
<iframe width="560" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/x0tii0nByOI" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen></iframe>
The oldest dog was in the house....the youngest was up to no good outside, as I soon found out.
Burgers turned out purty good...sharp cheddar, bacon, onions 'n shrooms with a side of maters 'n mayo. Not too healthy, but my red meat quota for the week was met and it was sort of breakfast, lunch and dinner all at one time. No bread & bbq sauce cut out the sugar 'n starch at least. Weeks worth of cholesterol but I can feel good about that small victory.

