THE BBQ


After months of cold and rainy weather, 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 activity, 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 veggies, & 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....
(8) 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.

LOL, you must be my DH's twin cause that sounds exactly like what happens when he "cooks dinner".

wait - there are men who cook dinner?!?!


heh, this is true though. but really, i will praise my man for helping in any way even small, because maybe if I do... he'll keep on doing it! and -gasp-maybe even do more next time

Aw comon! now. You're not giving him due credit. I mean, after all, he DID LIGHT the grill too. Sheesh!

I do the bbqing in my house!!! DH doesn't necessarily burn the meat, but he does overcook it to the point of extreme dryness. If I want the food palatable, I have to do it myself. DH just sits and watches TV and waits for the meal to be finished (and then he covers the grill).

My hubby will grill outdoors rain or shine if it means he can sit outside with "the boys" to drink beer and play poker . Actually, to his credit, my dad has handed over the BBQ tongs to him for the past 5 years or so, so he must be doing something right 'cause my dad is HARD to please when it comes to BBQ.

That joke was sent to me from a dear long time friend of my ex wife and mine...and now Angie's. She KNOWS who does the BBQ'ing in our house. We BBQ at least 3 times a week, rain or shine. I have cooked ONCE and that was flank steak for my dil's birthday just a few weeks ago. Angie was late from errands and had to get the salads and potatoes going. Keep in mind gals that I do cook a minimum of 3 times a week usually...not afraid to help out...but Angie is the BBQ ...I have flipped the burgers a couple of times when she has asked...but that is about it!

Gary , my DH has used his cell phone (while grilling) to call inside the house to ask someone to bring him a beer. LOL.

That is the best EVER! Lilybelle!! No wonder you are keepin' this guy around...he's smart!!!

OMG, Lilybelle!!! That's the BEST!!!

Lol, What's even worse is when he's playing party poker and calls from the computer room to the kitchen to have someone bring him a beer. Of course, since we have a teenager she runs for that phone. LOL.

Thanks for that one Gary! LOL

Lilybelle, your DH sounds like my son, lol! He will call me from his bedroom to see what's for dinner, or e-mail me if I am in the basement on the computer. Cracks me up!

I too do the BBQ'ing around here. DH can cook, but for some reason he can never get the grill going.

FrouFru, LOL, my DH hasn't thought yet of e-mailing any of us to get him a beer yet. I won't mention that to him. LOL.

The only way my knucklehead nephew gets a "week-end pass" from restriction is to bring me a beer. I'd call him but he can't use his cell phone, so I just yell...which of course just pleases Angie to no end!! lol