So here's my idiot grill story. When we moved from CA to NC we were fortunate enough to make some good money on our CA house. Then we got an extra $10k from the buyers to hold it for them as they found financing. So I was left unattended in NC for a week before we moved in. I had 2 grills in CA and my wife said I could buy whatever I wanted as long as it was only 1 grill.
So with a bunch of cash in hand I went shopping. I bought a massive stainless steel grill with rotisserie, side burner, infrared and a whole bunch of BTU's powered by a newly installed natural gas line. So several years of hard use later I found myself between jobs with 8 weeks of severance pay and a new job all lined up. So one fine day me and my neighbor started throwing horseshoes right after lunch. Complete with several cases of beer of course. A 12-pack in we decide to go to my house and cook wings. While drinking more beer. Obviously. So we cook, drink and eat. I must have put all the burners on high to clean while we go inside to eat. And drink of course. Later we come back outside and the knobs are clear across the patio. The steel is way too hot to touch. The freaking handle was practically glowing. I turned the gas off at the house and let it cool. Not only were all the knobs melted and unable to go back on, everything plastic or battery related had melted. Including the wires. It was all pretty much toast. Seeing as I had a LOT of beer in me I laughed. Even though I think it was a $3k grill or so. Mrs Czfool was not impressed with this scene so we left and drank more beer at the neighbor's house. And threw more horse shoes.
I did manage to sell what was left to some guy. He came with a small moving truck and hauled it off for a project. Think I got a few hundred bucks. Not my finest cooking or financial episode in life. But it was funny as hell.
So with a bunch of cash in hand I went shopping. I bought a massive stainless steel grill with rotisserie, side burner, infrared and a whole bunch of BTU's powered by a newly installed natural gas line. So several years of hard use later I found myself between jobs with 8 weeks of severance pay and a new job all lined up. So one fine day me and my neighbor started throwing horseshoes right after lunch. Complete with several cases of beer of course. A 12-pack in we decide to go to my house and cook wings. While drinking more beer. Obviously. So we cook, drink and eat. I must have put all the burners on high to clean while we go inside to eat. And drink of course. Later we come back outside and the knobs are clear across the patio. The steel is way too hot to touch. The freaking handle was practically glowing. I turned the gas off at the house and let it cool. Not only were all the knobs melted and unable to go back on, everything plastic or battery related had melted. Including the wires. It was all pretty much toast. Seeing as I had a LOT of beer in me I laughed. Even though I think it was a $3k grill or so. Mrs Czfool was not impressed with this scene so we left and drank more beer at the neighbor's house. And threw more horse shoes.
I did manage to sell what was left to some guy. He came with a small moving truck and hauled it off for a project. Think I got a few hundred bucks. Not my finest cooking or financial episode in life. But it was funny as hell.
