Hows my little Grill Master?

This weekend Laura and I finally got our brand new grill fired up!

As I am with all inanimate objects I grow attached to, here is my tribute to the old fella:

I received the old grill as a very generous gift from the Aamodt family (which I think they were just as happy to be rid of it as I was to have it) in the summer of 2007. It remained a faithful food preparation device until only recently. The poor old fella has undergone multiple surgeries and is now dilapidated beyond repair. It barely survived a 600 mile move south and since then we have replaced various screws, the burner, drip guard, and both main cooking grates. The igniter never worked so we learned early on how to throw matches in just right to avoid singeing as many hairs. Alas all good relationships must come to an end eventually and this one is no different the top shelves are now rusting so much we deemed them hazardous to our health because we sometimes found chunks on our food. We used that shelf as a cooking surface frequently for larger meals and the giant hole that has now materialized has rendered it pretty much useless.



Our new grill is a classic tale of the bright shiny monster replacing the old rust bucket. I'll let the pictures do the work.












We thought it would be good to burn off anything that might be clinging to the cooking surface.

Since this thing is a beast I decided the first thing cooked on it should utilize all of the new features our old grill could not measure up to. Some Grass fed local lamb shanks and ears of corn cooked on low indirect heat for an hour. The fat broke down, the corn was delicious, and we smiled. Happy almost anniversary us.