Okay, so the title sounds like a Fisher Price toy like My First Kitchen. But it's not. Tonight was my first night to grill completely by myself. Roger had to work late so I decided I wasn't going to wait for him to get home to start dinner. I didn't want to be eating at 10:00 p.m. And I didn't want the meat that was thawed and marinating in the refrigerator to wait any longer before we cooked it. So I grilled all by myself. Yeah! I tried to remember everything Roger does so I didn't miss any steps. Like preheating the grill, oiling the grates before, probing the meat with the thermometer and setting it for five degrees below the desired temperature because it will continue to cook once you remove it from the heat. I even remembered to turn all the burners to high when everything was done cooking so that the stuff stuck on the grates would burn off. And I brushed off the grates when it was done. I grilled southwestern marinated turkey tenderloin and corn on the cob seasoned with this stuff. It was very tasty. Man, I'm good. The only bad thing about grilling by myself is that Roger now knows I can grill on my own and I can't use it as an excuse to not cook and make him do the grilling now. Darn. The grill has cooled down completely so I have to go cover the grill back up. Oh, I forgot to turn the natural gas off at the house. Oops.
