I’m really not much of a material girl. I don’t have a lot of stuff…don’t need a lot of stuff. Things like new windshield wipers or socks give me great pleasure. But I did make a purchase earlier this week and we’re bringing it home tonight.
For the past two years, my Weber gas grill has been on life support. The flame got smaller and smaller. The electronic ignition gave out years ago which means I have to light the pilot with a match. The triangular piece of metal that covers the actual fire is in pieces–no doubt eaten away by all the acidic marinades on my meat.
Last week I finally gave up. Two little hot dogs were crowded into one small corner. The tiny flame barely reached them. After 20 minutes, and much coaxing, they were finally done. I could’ve shined a heavy-duty flashlight on them and cooked them faster.
So Tuesday night I went grill shopping. Looked around online. Called the store and chatted with an “expert.” Then I went in person. Ahhh…there it was.
It may not look like much to you, but to me, it’s 48,000 BTU of flame-broiled fabulosity. With 675 square inches of grilling goodness. It’ll go from 0 to 400 degrees in mere minutes and I can’t wait to get it home.
Only question now is, what’s for dinner tomorrow night?
p.s. Here’s a grilling tip–if your grill is hot enough, use it like an oven. Add some fresh sage to your favorite squash casserole dish and pop it on the grill…delish.