We love grilling at the Compound. Always have. Our grills, though, have not always been up to the standards we'd like in order to produce the food we really want to eat. But we've managed.
First you have the classic Li'l Smoky, which worked hard and served it's purpose. Though squatting over that grill-ette on the gangway at our previous place on a cold January evening tryint not to burn my first homemade sausage was a challenge I'm glad I'm beyond.
Next came the Aussie Walkabout (Mate!). Only $40 at home depot. You can roll it to the lake front. You see these all over the place near the beach on a summer day. Very serviceable. Definitely more room and can hold more coals (read: more heat). But the grate was too thin and had a weird cross pattern so you couldn't get those powerful grill marks. But still, not having to squat down anymore, we could hardly complain.
And now, we have reached the pinnacle of grills. Dale and Donna have facilitated a little trip to the charcoal promised land. A couple of sundays ago they brought the Weber Performer. (Cue the angel choir).
I just can't do a gas grill. You can't get that same smoky flavor. Of course the lazy detractors say, "It takes too long to get the coals started and its messy." Tasting better never takes too long. Pure gas grills are merely outdoor ovens that make men feel like they are "grillin'". Come on! The Performer's got the best of both worlds as it uses gas to light the coals, but the coals do the cooking. And look at the room on that side table for your beer, or whatever else. There's a nice bin for your coals and hooks for your tongs and spatulas. Direct heat, indirect heat, hot smoking, you can almost do it all. Plus it's called The Performer, which is cool.
Much thanks to Donna and Dale for not only getting us the grill, but bringing it over ASSEMBLED. A bonus gift.
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