Here's a few cliche phrases that just didn't quite settle because they were lame as hell:
- Grill baby Grill--so cliche it teetered on national embarrassment. I'd probably get sued for copyright infringement.
- Master and Commander (of the grill) --No, I really didn't mean that. It's groanworthy to the point of humiliating.
- Insert long and pointless title about grilling.
- Search the internet and come up with a foreign sounding title that is both quippy and clever.
- And lastly, grab the first movie that comes to mind and put grill into the title.
Thus, a blog entry is born. I don't know that much about the art of cooking outdoors. I do know that it doesn't look like what is about to be shown. No, men are not the only gender that does the grilling. I know this. However, this is 1965. I can guess women were making their aspics. Pure speculation.
|Better Homes and Gardens Barbecue Book, 1965|
|In modern world, that would be called "blue". Throw that thick sucker back on the coals for a few more minutes. Yet it's a perfectly rare circle. Food decorating wasn't very advanced. It was photographed as it was and I have to respect that.|
|The pickle is the star here. Basically it's ground beef and fillers wrapped around a big pickle and topped with catsup (not ketchup). This burger macabre is enough to get someone banned from society.|
|What health conscious individual came up with this thing? It's like a ground beef stromboli. Two pounds of ground beef, stuffed with "everything" and folded in half. This is one of those just because it can happen does not mean it should happen.|
|Reason #21,336 why meatloaf should have never been made.|
|This ought to end the current trend that bacon makes everything better.|
|Are we finally putting a face to the apron and forearm guy? The pride in his face, the crinkle of his eyes as he smiles just makes us swoon.|
|With his dark hair, dark eyes, defiant jaw, he can rock the oven mitt.|
|En Garde! Swish swish, clang clang. That thing looks like it would take an eyeball out.|
|There's no way in the man's world of the 1960s would the weiners point down. It's an affront to all things masculine.|
Until next time!