Queen of the grill

One thing I learned quickly is that when you marry a woman from Wisconsin whose father thought a blizzard was perfect weather for cooking outdoors, you have to check your ego at the door when it comes to grilling. So I no longer take it as an affront to my manhood that she does the grilling in our household (then again, since I just bought a European man-purse I guess you have to consider the source). She was at her Midwestern best tonight as she grilled up a bunch of beef and chicken and we had our first summer meal outdoors. Good food, fresh air, a bottle of wine--I'm so spoiled...