While I tend to do most of the cooking in my family, the guys are a tad over possessive of the grill. Think sharks with a freshly killed seal. The second reason I tend to let them run the show is because someone has to remain un-charred in order to be on hand to drive them to the emergency room. Given their propensity towards goofing around with the lighter fluid rather than calmly flipping over the hamburgers, that someone would be me. But while they’re busy playing with fire, I’ve been known to sneak various BBQ herbs and spices onto the charcoals to improve the flavor of their creations. Read More