The Manly Art of Grilling

The Other Side of Grilling

The afternoon sun pounding down your back, smells of fresh cut grass and charred meats in the air, a cold beer in one hand and a spatula in the other. At last . . . summer grilling season has arrived. I’m convinced that one of life’s most primal experiences is standing over raw meat and an open flame.

In my family, when it comes to cooking, mom has always been somewhat of a miracle worker. Her ‘kitchen space’ is her own world, and if you have any hope in getting one of her famous meals, you’d best stay out of her kitchen. The grill, however, is always dad’s domain. Rain or shine, dad tends the flames. As men, it’s in our nature to take charge of the fire.