In which there’s a TINY GRILL!

So I use a Chase VISA that gives me points. I spent some on this little grill and it arrived today.

I realize it’s a pandemic and I probably should have turned those points into cash but JUST LOOK AT THIS ADORABLE, PORTABLE LITTLE THING. Holy shit. Smitten.

Now I know people often shop specifically for foods to cook on the BBQ, but I want to play with this thing NOW and I’m not going to the store unless I really, really need to (because nobody out here is social distancing for SHIT).

So I rustled up some stuff and tossed it all in a bowl with olive oil and salt & pepper.

Potato, tomato, mushrooms, garlic, onion, jalapeno, halloumi, and a 2-day old baguette.

FIRE! WHOO!

We already had charcoal, lighter fluid, and a grill set in the garage because my aunt gave them to us last year.

Is there anything more wonderful than sitting next to a little grill on a blanket next to an irrigation ditch on an absolutely GORGEOUS, BREEZY spring day?

No, there is NOT.

Ate this smoky bounty with some garlic tomato sauce I keep in the fridge for pizzas. (Recipe is canned tomato, garlic, vinegar, olive oil, salt & pepper, in the blender. Super easy and super delicious.)

Grilled bread and halloumi with garlic tomato sauce is FANTASTIC. With mushrooms and garlic and onions? Sort of a deconstructed grilled pizza!

Put the tomato, jalapeno, and some of the onion and garlic in the blender with a can of diced tomatoes and some cilantro, for salsa.

Possibly the very best afternoon EVER! Just sittin’ outside, slowly grilling (I only used 15 briquettes because there’s no point in wasting fuel) and eating, enjoying the creek and the breeze and the warmth and the green and some pink wine.

FUCK YEAH TINY GRILL!

Bonus salsa!

I AM SO HAPPY!