People ask, "What do you like best about living in the south?" My glib answer has been "I'll never have to put chains on my car tires again."
I will have to change my answer. Being able to grill out on the patio at 7:00 PM in late October is a pleasure I hadn't anticipated.
My lady Chatelaine prepared the hamburgers with Lea & Perrin's Worcestershire sauce (is there any other kind?) and McCormick's Broiled Steak Seasoning Salt, and sliced a purple onion, while I got the brickets glowing in the chimney. Thanks to TWC, http://www.winecommonsewer.com/the_wine_commonsewer/2007/01/best_grill_brus.html
I gave up using lighter fluid last year. Last week, when TWC came to see Chatelaine and me tie the knot, I grilled steaks to a rare-med. rare perfection. (Don't believe me? Just ask him.) Back in Washington state, the grills were put away a month ago and the studded tires are being put on the cars.
Once the brickets were ready, I grilled the burgers to a still juicy medium and softened and carmelized the onion slices. I also lightly toasted the buns, which are in fact kaiser rolls. While I was outside, my lady Chatelaine was roasting cut up red potatoes with olive oil and herbs.
Add slices of cheese and ripe tomato, with a couple of romaine lettuce leaves, and we were eatin good in our neighborhood.
I'll share a secret with all men from the north: Find yourself a woman who loves football more than you do. If I had known that southern women were football fanatics, I'd have moved south years ago. I'll never have to explain why I "NEED" to watch a game and she already has the NFL package on her satellite TV.
Life is good.
