During our trip to Catalina, I grilled some veggie burgers and sausages on the grill. The terrible round grill that was really a volcano erupting in the middle and an Alaskan tundra around the perimeter. The lid was secured by a wire cable, so there wasn't a risk of losing it, but you needed three hands, one in an oven mitt, to wrangle a lid, tongs, and the grill goodies. The knob on the lid was right over the volcano, which meant the oven mitt hand had to get a grip and then your go-go-gadget arm had to lower it over the rail. All this finagling and grilling became something that needed to be choreographed. Dinner was great... for us and the fish. I ain't a dancer.
Well, it is my birthday and look what Mack got me!
You see that handle? It doesn't get hot. And that lid? The one with the THERMOMETER in it? It simply raises up. And there are latches on the side for extra protection.
"Awwwwwwwww." That is what the chorus of grateful angels sing when this thing opens up. I think this Camco propane grill was about $150 on Amazon, cheaper than a Magma and not all that different as far as I can tell.
Mounting the grill was a breeze. It required two sets of hands and an Allen wrench. And guess who gets to sew a cover? THE BIRTHDAY GIRL.
Welcome to my life. Awfully glad we have such a wide hallway to serve as my studio.
Two people dumb enough to think anything is possible and smart enough to bumble their way into discoveries.