So, I finally gave into the little Iron Chef in me, and got me a gas grill for the backyard.
I didn't buy it from Ikea, but I just as well might have...
After some hours of connecting the dots, it was time to get cooking.
Fantastic. I'm going to get a lot of joy out from that grill, I can already tell.
Hot and humid weekend. Got some mates to come over and fixed us some refreshing mojitos.Then it was time to really get cooking. We fixed us a rather respectable-sized mountain of sushi (salmon rolls and bacon rolls with egg and cucumber, as well as smoked herring nigiri), while playing Epic Mealtime videos on Youtube in the background. On the hindsight, I should have taken a photo or two of that, but we were all rather hungry, and quickly getting slightly drunk, so it slipped my mind.. After the sushi, we moved outside to enjoy the brief thunderstorm brought in by the intense (for these parts) heat, and started working on the next items on our to-do list.
Beer can chicken. Ingenious. Take a whole chicken, lubricate it well inside and out with butter-spice mix, then shove a two-thirds full beer can up its ass, so it sits on top of it just as rigidly as someone with a beer can stuck up their rear-end can, and place it on the grill. As the outside of the chicken bakes nice and crispy, the beer boiling out from the can inside keeps the meat from drying up, a common side-effect, when barbecuing some types of meats. Result: the most succulent chicken I've ever tasted. (Trivia: the brand of the beer used was "Kukko", or rooster/cock. You make the obvious jokes about it keeping the bird moist all the way to the end..)
Chocolate-topped crispy bacon. Smart.
Chocolate-covered bacon-wrapped fresh strawberries. My mouth had no idea what it was tasting. Very confusing.
Ending the evening with a wee dram of the good stuff.
