This weekend, for Saturday dinner, the missus made an oil and basil and garlic and parsley and red pepper marinate/soak/rub for the chicken breasts that she was going to bake ... but which I offered to grill on the black ball.
We were rewarded with two thumbs up.
The usual sunday plan was put into action, with some Texas sirloin and some chicken breasts doctored up per my usual spice and smoke method.
Two thumbs up yet again. We do regret, however, that the red wine that had been given to her as a birthday present, some "organic" Zinfandel from somewhere in northern California, did not really pair well with the steak.
She had such hopes, and had purchased those steaks for that express purpose.
If that's all that went wrong this weekend, then I admit to being one lucky man.