Aaaahhhh....

Ah....

The smell of Kingsford!

Summer-time is usually the season for grilling, yet there is something about experiencing it in the Fall!  Sort of a misnomer, as I still have to run the A/C for part of the day... perhaps someone could let loose a butterfly...

However, this evening my senses were overwhelmed by the smell of charcoal, the smokiness in the air, and the unmistakable sound of sizzle!  This was a private, family affair.  Yet I took advantage of it, as I did some laundry!  Can I help it if the guest laundry is less than fifteen feet away from the bbq/grill pit!? 

It made me remember the bbq's I used to do.  A three-day event!  A full day of shopping and preparations, an early morning rise to start the grill, spending all day tending to the fire and the meat, cooking the beans and the whole corn, a few other side dishes... and then the day after, cleaning up!  A lot of people were fed, and fed well...

I am going to take a two week break in November.  Return to Phoenix, celebrate Thanksgiving with family... I am thinking a late Fall BBQ is in order!  My friend/neighbor has a grill.  A few slabs of ribs, some beans, cornbread...  I might even pull together a three-meat, three alarm chili!  Don't worry, sour cream put's out the fire!  Perhaps it will turn into a block party!?  At least two people are already on-board! 

So when you smell the Kingsford... look for the smoke... and come enjoy some baby-backs!