License to Grill
If you grill you need to check out Exploding Unicorn’s License to Grill. Bonus if you’ve ever lived in an apartment complex with insane rules. The article is also proof that when such rules get stupid people get creative. Though most of the creativity here is literary..
I’m not a master chef, but I do enjoy holding raw meat over a fire just long enough to mildly diminish my chances of contracting Brucellosis. When I lived on my own, the grill allowed me to rise above my regular diet of microwaved hotdogs in favor of hotdogs I grilled, put in the fridge and then later reheated in the microwave. The taste difference was minimal, but the black singe marks on those vaguely meat-like wieners always made me feel a little bit less pathetic than I really was. A grill is both cheaper and warmer than a therapist.
Sorry, but grilled, chilled and nuked doggies really do taste better….