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After 4 long months of cold and winter, we are finally coming up to
summer and BBQ season. Therefore it is important to refresh your
memory
on the etiquette of this sublime outdoor cooking as it's the only
type
of cooking a real man will do, probably because there is an element of
danger involved.
When a man volunteers to do the BBQ the following chain of events are
put into motion: Routine...
1) The woman buys the food.
2) The woman makes the salad, prepares the vegetables, and makes
dessert.
3) The woman prepares the meat for cooking, places it on a tray along
with the necessary cooking utensils and sauces, and takes it to the
man
who is lounging beside the grill - beer in hand.
Here comes the important part:
4) THE MAN PLACES THE MEAT ON THE GRILL.
More routine....
5) The woman goes inside to organize the plates and cutlery.
6) The woman comes out to tell the man that the meat is burning. He
thanks her and asks if she will bring another beer while he deals with
the situation.
Important again:
7) THE MAN TAKES THE MEAT OFF THE GRILL AND HANDS IT TO THE WOMAN.
More routine.....
The woman prepares the plates, salad, bread, utensils, napkins, sauces
and brings them to the table.
9) After eating, the woman clears the table and does the dishes.
And most important of all:
10) Everyone PRAISES the MAN and THANKS HIM for his cooking efforts.
11) The man asks the woman how she enjoyed "her night off." And, upon
seeing her annoyed reaction, concludes that there's just no pleasing
some women....
Original Post
GLH, between you and Wheelz you two keep this forum in stitches. Think maybe it's an Arkansas thing? Big Grin
There is one thing you said that I have to disagree with.
quote:
Therefore it is important to refresh your
memory on the etiquette of this sublime outdoor cooking as it's the only type
of cooking a real man will do, probably because there is an element of danger involved.

Let me tell you about element of danger. Last evening I was using a brand new 10 inch chef's knife to chop some vegetables. Well, I got to yakkin' and forgot that I was hackin' and whacked off the tip of a finger. Now that's danger. Frowner

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