Some of you may have seen this before. A friend emailed it to me a while back. Then as these things happen, I just got it again via email from my hubbie. He LOVES to BBQ. If you aren't from Texas, our version of BBQ is a huge, honking, slab of beef brisket, rubbed down with special "secret" spices and cooked in a enourmous steel smoker with the fire over to the side, not under the meat. This is where the term "smoker" comes in. Otherwise it would be grilled. Anyway, you cook it for at least 12 hours at about 250 degrees. SO...below is actually grillin', NOT BBQ'n. Either way...it is SO TRUE!
DEFINITION OF A BBQ It's the only type of cooking a real man will do. When a man volunteers to do the BBQ the following chain of events are put into motion:
The woman buys the food.
The woman makes the salad, vegetables, and dessert.
The woman prepares the meat for cooking, places it on a tray along with the necessary cooking utensils and sauces, and takes it to the man who is lounging beside the grill -- beer in hand.
The woman goes inside to organize the plates and cutlery.
The woman comes out to tell the man that the meat is burning. He thanks her and asks if she will bring another beer while he deals with the situation.
The man takes the meat off the grill and hands it to the woman.
The woman prepares the plates, salad, bread, utensils, napkins, sauces, and brings them to the table.
After eating, the woman clears the table and does the dishes.
Everyone praises the man and thanks him for his cooking efforts.
The man asks the woman how she enjoyed "her night off." And, upon seeing her annoyed reaction, concludes that there's just no pleasing some women!
I could elaborate and add "She then smacks the crap out of the man".
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shelli. 39 and holding, wife, and mother of two. loves country music and going to concerts with friends, we have more fun than should be allowed by law. born in Texas and always has the radio on.
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