I was watching Bourdain over lunch today, largely because I like to punish myself. When Anthony’s cavorting around Sao Paulo and I’m on my couch eating leftover lasagna, life seems a whole lot less fair. I mean, he’s always in exotic locals – Brazil, Italy, Montana – and eating fantastic food that most of us don’t realistically have access to. It’s less a lack of want and more frequently a lack of ability.
But why should “meat and glory” be restricted to Bourdain? After all, I’m better than fair with a grill as are most of my friends. So…why not start a Grill League?
What’s a Grill League?
Well, it’s an excuse for a whole bunch of people to come together and grill, try new foods, drink some beers, and have a good time.
Ideas are still up in the air, but I’m thinking of meeting a couple times a month, typically on Saturdays, and likely at parks around the city. Food should be served in small portions, that way people can sample and share without filling up. Side dishes are optional, beer likely not.
And like Fight Club, if it’s your first Grill League, you have to grill.
Anyone interested?
Bradley Robb likes TV and books, and has an intense dislike for cinnamon. Once, Bradley stopped a Soviet T-60 with his middle finger. Bradley writes speculative fiction and edits Fiction Matters, and never really got the hang of talking about himself in the third person.