To celebrate the arrival of Carey’s Ultimate Summer Accessory, the pipe smoker’s BBQ apron (sporting the quote “I have a pipe therefore your argument is invalid’ writ large) we’ve taken a humorous look at some of the less enjoyable aspects of al fresco cooking, and possibly a few situations where a swipe of the tongs to direct people’s gaze at the apron may just be required!
The 8 Worst People at Your Barbecue
You didn’t already put salt in, did you? You shouldn’t salt it until the very end, so it stays juicy. You should punch down the middle so the burger doesn’t balloon out. Didn’t you already turn that one? You shouldn’t turn it so much. Now it looks like you’re hitting me in the face with your spatula. You shouldn’t use the same spatula you use for food for face slapping. It’s unsanitary. No, no, no, you shouldn’t slam my face on THIS part of the grill. This part is cooler and generally used for keeping cooked foods warm. If you really want to cause me pain, really get a good sear going, you should slam it over here where the coals are stacked higher.
Hey, this burger still looks a little red. Can you put it on a little longer for me? … A little longer, I still see some pink there … Yeah just a little longer, it’s still a bit brown … Yeah, gosh, I’m sorry, but I want it to be completely black and turn to dust in my mouth like a forgotten dream. That one looks good … yeah, this is great! Oh, that’s a charcoal briquette? Interesting!
No, that’s fine, don’t go out of your way. I’m used to not being able to eat anything. Just one of the sacrifices I make every day. Yeah, I saw the bean salad, I’m going to pile that up on my plate right now, but never actually eat it even though you made it just for me. I’ll just sit here looking glum and occasionally whisper something to the person I came with while I poke at the beans disapprovingly. Don’t worry about what I’m saying! Yes, IDID see the grilled vegetables. I ALSO saw how they were grilled on the same grill as the burgers. So I’ll pass. It’s fine! Really, it’s fine! I like doing this. For the animals. And the environment. If I had wanted to eat something, I would have brought something. I’m so hungry.But don’t worry about it.
This is no barbecue! No, deceiver, this is grilling! I came expecting meat slow-cooked for hours! Hours! But here I find no beef ribs, or pork ribs, or moist brisket, but burgers and hot dogs, licked by Hellfire for mere MINUTES! I hear agents of the devil say, ‘This event is at noon, surely you didn’t expect our host to cook meat through the whole night,’ or ‘Barbecue is a regional term that can just as easily refer to the event, the food, or the device the food is cooked on,’ or ‘Shut the hell up, no one cares.’ Sinners all! For know this: I come from the Holy Land of Barbecue, and the true voice of Barbecue has spoken to me, saying, ‘Let any grilling session be called a “cookout,” even if use of that term outside the USA will sow confusion.’ Amen.
Whoa! Good thing I showed up, looks like no one else brought coleslaw. You’d almost think that people hate coleslaw, but that’s crazy!
Well, you’ll like THIS cole slaw. I promise. Let me lay it out for you: First they take the blandest, stinkiest cabbage, then they mix it with creamy mayonnaise, then, and here’s the secret, they add even more mayonnaise until it’s pretty much just mayonnaise with a few cabbage bits. Add a dash of sour vinegar, and then, what the heck, sugar for no reason, and BOOM: coleslaw.Anyway, I brought two gallons of this stuff, and I won’t be eating any of it. But I bet other people will. If you can’t bring yourself to throw all this food away at the end of the day, you can always put it in your fridge and let it slowly rot there for the next eight months. Oh yeah, coleslaw is the best.
Heavy breathing… (Two hours later)…Heavy breathing
Well, it’s been fun. Thanks for letting me stay here, eat your food, and make a huge mess. Now, before I go… you may recall that I brought six beers when I got here. Is that still floating around? I was keeping an eye on it, and I think there are still five left. So I’ll just be taking that back with me. Wow, looks like a lot of people left their beer here! Either they’re a bunch of lazy fools who don’t want to bother taking it home, or they’re intentionally leaving it here as a token of gratitude toward the host for spending so much time, money, and energy on this party. Probably the first one. There’s no way you could drink all this, so I’m just going to take one of these other beers to replace the one that was drunk. Oh, perfect. And let’s see, I was over here for about five hours, that’s five hours that I could have spent working and making money. So, let’s say I make about £15 per hour, times five hours, that’s about £75 you owe me. You don’t have to pay me now, but before the end of the month would be great.
Heeeeeeey! Guess who’s finally here! It’s me! And I could really go for a hot dog. Now, I know I’m a little late, but that doesn’t mean we can’t use half a bag of charcoal to cook two ounces of meat. And it’ll only take two minutes to cook (42 minutes if you count the time spent bringing the grill up to heat). Hey, you called it a barbecue, which means you’re contractually obligated to give me freshly grilled meat.Sure it does! Come on, all you were doing was ‘sleeping’ because the party ‘ended’ twelve hours ago. I’m just asking for one hot dog. Is that too much to ask? Okay, how about half a hot dog, but you have to use twice the charcoal for some reason. And if you could whip up some potato salad, that would be great. Thanks, you’re the best. I’m not even that hungry.