After the fish day debacle it's back to meat simple BBQ, burgers and sausages planned for this afternoon.
Last night was great, a rib eye steak and a salmon fillet each for me and her. Frankfurter type sausages for the kids and a bacon cheese burger for my eldest. I had one if those too, proper brioche bun but had no spicy sauce, only ketchup and mayo. Was still bloody nice. Got to have some sort of salad with to though, it's a must. Going into town to eat today, might just do a couple of burgers later in the evening. There's a Waitrose on the way back, will nip in there. Need some beer more than anything.
Mrs luv doesn't like salmon the weirdo which is a pity as it's great on the BBQ, when I cook on the BBQ I put the fish on a bed of herbs and add a splash of white wine and make that foil parcel thing so that the stream can circulate, works really well.
Talking of your playlist, Doolittle was released thirty years ago today!! **** sake, my first Glasto was therefore 30 years ago. Where I discovered the mighty Pixies.
Had mare getting gas. Thankfully I’ve nicked my dads gas bottle. Got 20 can of Guinness, 15 Amstel. Bottle of Sancerre and a poilly fume. Got charcoal lump wood and briquettes, fire lighters, logs. Only thing I was meant to get this morning was a new bbq set tongues and things. My off cut of granite is a bit too small but hey ho. Fired up the bbq too and it works!!! Didn’t burn my face off either.
PEOPLE who like barbecues are freaks, it has emerged. A study by the Institute for Studies found that the popular phenomenon of cooking food on a sooty drum in the manner of a depression-era hobo has little appeal to the sane. Professor Henry Brubaker said: “You’re basically being invited to stand outside of someone’s house, while the inevitably male host behaves like a rubbish tribal leader, jealously guarding a small fire and rationing out lumps of chicken that are blackened on the outside and menstruating in the middle. “All because they’re trying to compensate for being born without an anus or some other mildly humiliating dysfunction. “Probably having access to fire was impressive once, but we no longer live in the era of cave bears and loincloths. There are things called ‘kitchens’ which are impervious to rain and have ample cooking technology to facilitate meal preparation in an effective, non-sooty way. “Plus, why do you have to bring your own food? What’s up with that? You don’t say ‘I’m having a dinner party, please arrive with a jug of rich creamy sauce’.” Regular barbecue thrower Tom Logan said: “I love the social aspect, the getting together, also just being able to control something in my life for ****ing once, you know? “Even if my wife and colleagues don’t respect me and I have intermittent erection problems, this is my thing. I am wearing the funny apron, I am holding the tongs. “Sure you can make minor observations like ‘I think those vegetarian skewers might be done’ but basically stay the **** out of my way.”
Bought six pack of Moretti, six Brooklyn Lager, some chicken wings, chipolatas, pork sausages, some pork steaks and some hot peri peri sauce. That's tomorrow's cook out sorted. Will have just a burger tonight; had cod, peas and chips out for a late lunch just now. Bought some new trainers too, oh yes.
Where I'm at. Gonz's list is on. Currently the Flaming Lips - Pink Robots, Yashimi and all that ****.