
Wish it was that easy. It went more like this …
Setup the grill. The grill handle doesn’t fit the cover like it should, but we managed.
Pour in the “charcoal.” The charcoal is the natural charcoal (not in briquettes), which is OK, except that half the pieces were the size of marbles which fell through the bottom grill and clogged the air holes, and the other half were the size of a small tree so I knew they would take forever to light.
Now we need to light the charcoal. There isn’t any

And we fanned.
And we fanned some more.
Then I decided I would use the grill cover to fan the coals. When I picked it up, the high quality Chinese handle broke off in my hand and I almost threw the cover right off the 11th floor balcony!
So we fanned with the grill cover.
An hour and 15 minutes later, we finally had that charcoal ready to grill!
And grill we did. T-Bones so big you had to use a meat cleaver to cut them!

Jeff was in paradise. Come to think of it, I think we all were.
After dinner, we sat around the grill on the porch enjoying the evening with a few stars visible and just the hint of a breeze wafting through which made the last smolderings of grill heat feel really nice as we listened to some Sinatra from the iPod. I know Mike was relaxed because he didn’t object to the music.
But Mike did clean the dishes on our very low Chinese kitchen counter.
Jeff headed back to the hotel around

Give us a few more tries and I think we’ll have this down perfectly…but we were pretty close then!


1 comment:
Be careful about throwing grill covers off your 11th floor balconey, there are chinese police just itching to arrest any insurgents....you do look a little on the Tibetan side...they might have thought the t bones were yak meat!
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