Why is it that as soon as the weather gets nice, men (and it is usually men) get the urge to chuck chunks of meat on an open fire and try to cook it without burning? Is it because it tastes nice? Or because it can be fun? Actually, both of those apply.
So we had a BBQ today. And it was nice. I had to go to the shop to get some things for the BBQ and I was talking to the lady behind the till. She asked me if I did the meal, and I explained that there was two parts to a BBQ, the cooking of the meat and the preparation of the salad and other food, and that both are equally important.
As for the meal, it was very nice, both parts.