If I wanted to look into the archives of the Wisconsin Supreme Court and look for a law that is on the books regarding use of a grill, I would most definitely find one that says that it is required to be used between the months of May and September. Any other month would be optional. Today, with the weather playing the part of the Wicked Witch of the West with chilly temps, a cold rain, and a stiff breeze, I had that nagging feeling that I wanted to fire it up. Sure, I would have been out there in a heavy jacket, gloves, and a stocking cap, but I would have been standing in front of my kitchen making dinner the Neanderthal's way, minus the propane. I thought it would be fun to try and photo-document the experience given the challenge of the low light and temps, along with controlling the grill so my garage wouldn't burn down. Sadly, since I neglected to check the level of my propane tank, I ran out of gas shortly after dropping my chops on the grate. I did manage to catch a few shots of the meat on the grill and this one was kind of neat. With the black space in the grill along with the dark skies, it seemed to make the chop just sort of float there. I thought the seasoning made a neat story as well. While I had to bring them inside to finish the dinner, and curse myself for such a rookie mistake, we could still taste the cast iron in the pork making this a perfect end to a cool, rainy night.
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