when warm summer days permit

there is nothing better than eating outside

at home with family or friends

firing up the grill for an alfresco feast

while women usually rule in the kitchen

the outdoor grill is mostly a mans playground

be it charcoal or gas only he must light it

stay back honey this is very dangerous

passing on his grilling secrets to his son

in a greasy soot encrusted fiery right of passage

while his daughter is given non-grilling tasks

his wife knows to stay away while he plays grill-master

in ancient times men would go hunting

killing beasts to feed their families

dragging home trophies for the table

today its the women who ambush the steaks at the supermarket meat counter

the outdoor grill has become the last sacred place for cavemen

to practice their almost forgotten hunter gatherer instincts

even if their cooking skills are seriously lacking

you will still eat the burned sausages with a blackened smile

modern grills make it so much easier to cook

piped gas instead of charcoal bricks

electronic push button ignition

temperature gauges tell you when the meat is ready

men still religiously guard the grilling area

cavemen groups form around this secretive smokey lair

holding spray bottles and desperately hoping for flare ups

to practice their wannabe firefighter skills

the wife has bought all the food and made the salad

she has laid the table and served drinks to all

her man just stands at the grill drinking beer while the meat burns

she rolls her eyes as all the guests heap praise on him for the fabulous outdoor meal