Whenever Dad brings out the BBQ, I am on Cloud 9! I will race out the back door and immediately scrounge for any morsels left over from last time's dinner. They are not the freshest, but still harbor that nice, smokey flavor.
Next, I stake out a spot right next to my new love and wait patiently for it to heat up and for Dad to return with whatever delicious meat he's grilling that night. My favorite is steak, but chicken and fish will do fine. Quite often I'm in the way and I'm forced to move to a spot further away from my beloved. This makes me sad. Every second that I am away, makes me long for him even more.
However, all is well again after dinner, because then it's time to get all the juicy goodness off of all the grill parts. I just love summertime!
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