And here, half a pickerel (in foil) plus various flavourful additions for the bbq!
And yet, this is a sad, sad post. As I was grilling like the primitive human I am, chatting away with the Brit, we noticed flames licking up and around the front of the bbq. Moments later the left burner knob melted clean off the damn thing. And before I could utter "what in the homemade hot dog buns is going on here?!", the right burner knob melted off too. We turned off all gaskets (with the aid of a screwdriver) and stared, stupefied, at it.
Is it over? Has my valiant little bbq given up before we'd even had a year together? Please help!
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