I am married to a grill master. His expertise accents my lacking in the hot coal department. Last night was no exception. After he grilled our sausages and smoked ribs to perfection, I insisted in using the last of the coals to sear some chicken I had set for the crock pot. I thought if browning in a pan is helpful, searing on a grill would be fantastic. There weren't that many coals, so after placing the chicken directly over waning embers, I took some dishes in. When we walked outside, the chicken was ablaze in a 2 foot inferno. I ran and covered the grill. I took my blackened bits back to the crock pot and poured Shiner's seasonal grapefruit, ginger beer in with it. This morning, I must say, it looks like we're going to have a delicious lunch.
In order to make room in the freezer for the massive amount of food I purchased, I had to thaw out meat. In addition, Ben directed me to purchase some meat to grill. Hence, the meat bonanza in my refrigerator. I figure this abnormal amount of protein will help jump start my goal of giving my husband the fuel his body needs, in a form he enjoys.
I placed green bean casserole, thick pork "steaks?" and a sweet potato in the crock pot for another meal. I browned the meat in my non stick pan this time... how boring.
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