A working Thursday night!

I raced home on Thursday night. I have a lot to do (and miles to go before I sleep). So, I got home and changed, threw the cats some treat, grabbed some vegetable oil and a clean kitchen towel and went out into the garage. I rolled the grille out into the driveway (not the garage apron, where I usually grille) and oiled it inside and out, covering all the metal.

Then I laid in a bed of charcoal and lit it. I need to season the grille with a slow fire for at least two hours, before I can use it. It's supposed to be right around 200 degrees F, but I can't get it less than 300, no matter how I adjust the vents. Oh, and the heat warms the oil and it drips, so that's why its on the driveway, not the cement.

Then I checked the oil and gassed up the mower. I cut the front, side and back lawns, mentally noting all the things I also should be doing (that bush needs trimming, that garden needs water, etc.) A large yard can be a thing of beauty, but it's also a pain in the ass. There was a brief shower, not enough to stop cutting grass, but enough to get my clothes wet.

I finished up just before 8:00 PM, got out of my damp clothes and cleaned up. And, here's where I made my mistake. I like my hamburgers to be just meat (ground chuck to be exact). Now, I may play around with condiments (occasionally steak sauce or barbecue sauce, but usually just yellow mustard and mayo) or toppings (slice of onion or no?), but the burgers are just meat.

But, tonight I had a wild hair and mixed the ground chuck with a medium-sized onion, diced fine, breadcrumbs, garlic powder, salt, pepper, Worcestershire sauce and an egg. I made the mixture into patties and put them on the grille.

Report: Instead of my usual, perfect, medium-rare burgers I had meatloaf on a bun. I was so not impressed!

I finished eating at about 9:30 PM and decided I was whipped. So, no TV or reading, but I went straight to bed.