Grilling Through Any Weather

Dad grilling like it's a sport, rain or snow doesn't matter. My husband stands

there with tongs in one hand, beer in the other, completely drenched but refusing to

come inside. The dog sits next to him like they're both on some mission. Kids pressed against

the window watching like it's a nature documentary. Meanwhile I'm inside thinking this man

would rather catch pneumonia than admit grilling in a blizzard is insane. But those burgers?

Always perfect. Never questions his methods again.