Grills and Hula

The kids bought me a grill for fathers day. Simon picked it out. It is the same round kettle type grill that my own father had when I was a kid. It was nice of them.

Today I made everyone hamburgers. I haven't done much grilling lately. We had a grill in Phoenix but it was left behind when I went back to school. And besides, my old grill was a propane and didn't require as much finesse as cooking over coals. Most of my experience in cooking with fire has involved cooking things at the end of a stick, or rehydrating a foil packet beef stroganoff food when I go backpacking.

So, it took some practice. A third of the meat fell through the grill and burned up on the coals; a third became charred, but the rest was pretty good. I know that food cooked over coals is full of carcinogens, but I do love the taste of a good burger and mmm-mmmm. That was a tasty burger.

While I was cooking diner, Sarah and the kids were making hula hoops out of lengths of irrigation tubing. Sarah, saw a guy at the farmers market selling them and was inspired to make some herself.

Sarah is learning relearning the technique, but the kids are naturals. I offered to count how many times C., my youngest, could hula. She finally stopped at 540 when she needed to scratch and itch on her arm.

-Hep Cat