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Well John to quote the Bard: (The M of V Act 2 Scene 2) Launcelot speaks - "Nay, indeed if you had your eyes, you might fail of the knowing me. It is a wise father that knows his own child. Well, old man, I will tell you news of your son. Give me your blessing. Truth will come to light. Murder cannot be hid long—a man's son may, but in the end truth will out."
 
Well John to quote the Bard: (The M of V Act 2 Scene 2) Launcelot speaks - "Nay, indeed if you had your eyes, you might fail of the knowing me. It is a wise father that knows his own child. Well, old man, I will tell you news of your son. Give me your blessing. Truth will come to light. Murder cannot be hid long—a man's son may, but in the end truth will out."

Mike, ''and behold, a voice from heaven said, "This is my beloved Son, with whom I am well pleased." That's me ...what about our prodigal son Paul?
 
I saw the pics Chris. Looking awesome. About ready to trek to the Central States for a taste! :)
 
Chris, don't know if you do this already or not but a little trick I learned with the beer can chicken is to plug the neck hole with Al-foil. The chicken will be even juicer than normal
John, well you were always dad's favorite, all I ever got was fire, brimstone, boils, and an old pillar of salt which I still use today
 
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Luxury!
All dad gave me was salt to rub into the wounds that I had to give to myself, and I was d@mnd glad to get that!
Bacon!

Ah. You can't beat the four Yorkshiremen sketch!

Salt in wounds. Ee, luxury. We used to dream of salt in our wounds. In our day you had to make the salt yourself by boiling down your own sweat.
 
Sweat. We would dream of having sweat. We had to wake up 3 hours before dawn and scrape the sweat dew off the pigs if we wanted sweat. Then let it evaporate on the sidewalk and lick the salt up.
 
Sheer luxury. We had no sodium and were forced to use potasium to hand mix our salt. Of course our only source of potasium was derived from potash mined in the 666th layer of Hell. Working conditions were deplorable as one can imagine, but our 25 hour work day was brightened by the nubile succubi who would drop by our daily **** sandwich. With salt ofcourse.
 
Chris, don't know if you do this already or not but a little trick I learned with the beer can chicken is to plug the neck hole with Al-foil. The chicken will be even juicer than normal
John, well you were always dad's favorite, all I ever got was fire, brimstone, boils, and an old pillar of salt which I still use today


'Beer can chicken' ? never heard of this. Is it nice?

Dad's favourite son ,. he just wanted a lad that could spell correctly :)

You got all the best stuff brother... all I got was gravel to eat and a shoebox in the middle of the road.
 
'Beer can chicken' ? never heard of this. Is it nice?

Dad's favourite son ,. he just wanted a lad that could spell correctly :)

You got all the best stuff brother... all I got was gravel to eat and a shoebox in the middle of the road.

Yes it is great. You season you chicken, put some seasoning in a beer and shove it in the cavity and sit it on the grill.

Very tasty. Did one yesterday. Crispy on the outside, tender and juicy on the inside and so much flavor.

We Americans having Grilling and BBQ down to an artform.
 
Yes it is great. You season you chicken, put some seasoning in a beer and shove it in the cavity and sit it on the grill.

Very tasty. Did one yesterday. Crispy on the outside, tender and juicy on the inside and so much flavor.

We Americans having Grilling and BBQ down to an artform.

Funnily enough I brought a free range chicken today. I'll google the recipe and try that tomorrow on my gas grill with a cover.

Yes, you do.

I tend to use the AGA ovens more than grills.
 

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