Living in NYC is harder for Andy than it is for me I think. There is a plethora of things for me to do and enjoy. But for Andy, many of his hobbies are temporarily put on hold: outdoorsy things like camping and hiking, or man things like grilling/smoking meat, working on cars, building things with wood, and other MANtivities that require much more testosterone than I care to have. Consequently, I am married to a slightly different man here in the city. A man that has no outlet is not a happy man.
So, in efforts to remedy this, if only slightly, for Father's Day/Anniversary (4 years on July 2nd!) I got my man this grill.
(its obviously not his dream grill/smoker/brick oven monstrosity that will likely take up half the backyard....when we get a backyard that is, but it works for our situation seeing as how we have to walk to the park to do the BBQ-ing)
So, one Saturday evening, we went to the park with friends for a good 'ol fashion manly BBQ. (oddly enough, this same evening, there was a gay pride parade and festival happening on Prospect Park West, the street on the west side of the park.)
Andy, finding MAN-ness again. I do believe this is the happiest I have seen him in NYC since we moved here (except, of course, when Pete was born. There aren't words to describe what I saw in his face that day.)
Andy, in his element, and on his way to a very strong back and hamstring.
(Andy Deli Brawts, hamburger patties, and super tasty chicken, courtesy of Kent & Elizabeth)
Kent also got a grill. "Let's put another shrimp on the 'Bar-B." (Kent is from Australia, or rather New Zealand, so he is ALWAYS saying this whether we are grilling or not. I think its funny that as Americans, we always say this phrase when imitating an Aussie, though I am sure they never, ever, say. Its ridiculous. I wish Kent would say it though.)
The thing I love about Andy and his BBQ is that he loves all aspects of the BBQ. He loves the setup, the cooking, the eating, and the cleanup. I only like the eating part. All the other parts I greatly dislike. Maybe thats where the testosterone comes into play.
JD and Melissa's little guy found himself a nice little mud puddle to play in.
He was quite pleased with himself until it was time for clean-up.
The evening was very good. Good food, good friends, good weather and I do believe Andy smiled for a good few days after that. Its amazing what a little metal and charcoal briquettes will do for a man.
So, in efforts to remedy this, if only slightly, for Father's Day/Anniversary (4 years on July 2nd!) I got my man this grill.
(its obviously not his dream grill/smoker/brick oven monstrosity that will likely take up half the backyard....when we get a backyard that is, but it works for our situation seeing as how we have to walk to the park to do the BBQ-ing)
So, one Saturday evening, we went to the park with friends for a good 'ol fashion manly BBQ. (oddly enough, this same evening, there was a gay pride parade and festival happening on Prospect Park West, the street on the west side of the park.)
Andy, finding MAN-ness again. I do believe this is the happiest I have seen him in NYC since we moved here (except, of course, when Pete was born. There aren't words to describe what I saw in his face that day.)
Andy, in his element, and on his way to a very strong back and hamstring.
(Andy Deli Brawts, hamburger patties, and super tasty chicken, courtesy of Kent & Elizabeth)
Kent also got a grill. "Let's put another shrimp on the 'Bar-B." (Kent is from Australia, or rather New Zealand, so he is ALWAYS saying this whether we are grilling or not. I think its funny that as Americans, we always say this phrase when imitating an Aussie, though I am sure they never, ever, say. Its ridiculous. I wish Kent would say it though.)
The thing I love about Andy and his BBQ is that he loves all aspects of the BBQ. He loves the setup, the cooking, the eating, and the cleanup. I only like the eating part. All the other parts I greatly dislike. Maybe thats where the testosterone comes into play.
JD and Melissa's little guy found himself a nice little mud puddle to play in.
He was quite pleased with himself until it was time for clean-up.
The evening was very good. Good food, good friends, good weather and I do believe Andy smiled for a good few days after that. Its amazing what a little metal and charcoal briquettes will do for a man.
1 comments:
you know, you can grill all the time in NC. all the time...
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