Oh the times we've had. The boozy night when I assembled it out of the home depot box after having drunk a bottle of wine (I never was able to find the ignition button). The freezing day in February when we attempted to cook Mr Piggie on the rotisserie. The sad day when the knobs melted off, and the glorious day when the new knobs arrived!
We had a celebratory farewell last night... a bavette and a ribeye,
a round of the Brit's chips,
coleslaw, grilled asparagus....
But I am happy to report that the lovely Stef is moving into my old flat and will assume custody of the mighty 'q. Long may its rickety, ignition-less self live.
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