You love my meat in your mouth
What did you think I meant?
97 degrees Fahrenheit, standing in front of a hot grill serving up 48 hamburgers and 40 hot dogs is how I roll on a Sunday. Wait, I need to stop “how I roll”. It’s how I grill biatches! Thank god for sunblock and 6 bottles of water.
Yesterday was the eldest grandchild in the family’s high school graduation party at my bro’s house. As with most family functions on both sides of the family we were asked to help out with the cooking. Lushie and I were completely fine with that because hey, that’s what family does. While I was busy prepping for my finals this week and getting household chores done Lushie slaved away in the kitchen. It was while shopping for the food to cook with that I realized how much higher prices are over a year ago. almost $20 for 3 jars of sauce? wtf!
We arrived at my brother’s around 11:15am (party is at noon) and started the prep work that we couldn’t do at our house. This is when I found out how I’m becoming anal about my cooking and knowing all details up front. When I was told that they had frozen hamburger for me I thought of the dreadful Wal Mart flare up disks of death. I dont know if this meat was ever in a freezer but it was perfect for burgers. Had I known this I would have brought some spices from home to add my personal touch to it. I never like to make anything the regular way. That’s boring. You need to mix it up a bit with the meat or at least with the condiments. Honestly they turned out great with just a dab of Montreal Steak seasoning. Thumbs up to my bro and his wife for picking it out and now I may need a Costco membership. The end result once I managed the heat was a damn fine burger.
Lushie spent her time inside helping setup and getting dishes ready. We brought with us 10lbs of meatballs and a couple pounds of rigatoni, pasta salad and a few trays of cookies that her and my mother in law made. Lushie really is a great party planner and it wouldn’t surprise me if she ends up making this a full time career one of these days. I’ve seen her family organize parties for 200 people so it’s no surprise this comes naturally. She also comes from a long line of great cooks or as I like to joke “professional eaters”. There is always enough food and drink.
The whole day was a huge success. My niece had a great day for her party (thank God for the tents and many cases of water my brother picked up), it was fantastic to see my aunts, uncles and cousins who I rarely get to hang with since I don’t make it to Erie nearly as often as I would like. Everyone had a good time and I even schooled my godson at street hockey before an intense game of bocce.
What did make us feel really good was hearing the feedback on the food we made. A few people had asked if we could cook for their parties coming up. While extremely flattering we had to decline but if we ever say screw it to the corporate world it’ll be strongly entertained. Gives me time to work on my bbq sauce anyways 
So when’s the next party? I have some burgers to work on
