This is a sponsored post written by me on behalf of Char-Broil. All opinions are 100% mine.
They don’t tell you, but… when you officially become a father, your DNA reconfigures itself to transmogrify you into someone who enjoys flipping meat. You actually look forward to performing what would seem to be a mundane task. Regularly. Like, you’ll jump at the opportunity to do it.
“Honey, could you hand me that can on the counter?”
“Sure. Hey, while we’re on the subject… how about I go ahead and fire up the grill for breakfast steaks?”
“That’s great, but… it’s three in the morning.”
“Oh, I know. I’m just saying… we’re better off beating the four o’clock rush, ya know?”
“What are you talking about?”
I’m talking about a father’s day gift that keeps giving. Granted, this things doesn’t actually produce the food you’ll prepare on it – but it’s a grill that has a patented TRU-Infrared cooking system which cooks food evenly across the entire cooking surface and without flare-ups.
And, in case you’re with someone who doesn’t appreciate when any kind of excess gas is passed, you should also know that it uses 30% less fuel than a traditional gas grill.
Now, before you suggest that my approach to this topic is terribly dry, might I also note that the infrared system in one of these grills produces juicier food compared to a traditional gas grill.
Because nobody asks for a dry steak. Nobody.
Well, there’s that one guy who wants a dry steak, but he also wants to be a fire truck when he grows up (so, you should take his opinion with a grain of salt – and some Maytag blue cheese crumbles to complement).
Did you know that infrared grills are used in high-end steak houses? They are, and if you’ve been looking for restaurant-quality meat meals without having to put up with waiters who don’t refill your breadstick bowl frequently enough… well, then… now you know this life is within your grasp.
Char-Broil recognizes that your significant other loves to crank the thermostat in the opposite direction from your temperature preference. While it cannot help you win this never-ending battle over domicile climate control, the grill can sear as well as it can cook low-and-slow. Everybody will be happy. So long as nobody touches the thermostat again.
My propane salesman is awesome (his name’s Hank – tell him I sent you). The problem is: sometimes, I don’t know if I’m about to run out of propane before I start the grilling process. And guys just can’t stop grilling mid-stream. This grill has a gauge on the tank that measures fuel level – because it’s smart, and guys love gauges.
At this point, I should also point out that it’s perfectly normal for non-guys to love grilling, too. You could be full-on female and still love to twirl tongs over a tool engineered for performance.
And I’m also not suggesting that meat is the only thing you could throw at it, either. I’ve yet to meat a vegetable that doesn’t taste great when it’s been grilled – except for peas, which are insanely difficult to balance on the grates. I don’t like peas, though (so I don’t run into that problem frequently).
This is a rugged grill. You could haul it up to the campground if you wanted to do so (though I wouldn’t recommend doing that, really). You will look more rugged standing next to it in any case. In any backyard. On any deck. Over the river. Through the woods.
I like shiny and new stuff, too, but I won’t deny that I get a little nostalgic for things I collected when I was a kid. I’m not really sure if I’m more of a child of the ’70s or a child of the ’80s. Maybe I occupy a space that astrologers would call “the cusp,” since I feel like I have a foot planted firmly in each decade, shoed in the trappings of both.
My love for Star Wars and general technology, for instance, originated in the ’70s, but it was shaped more definitively in the ’80s (and certainly didn’t end there — by this point, it’s safe to say it won’t end in my lifetime). If you follow anything I do, you probably know that I’m even more of a collector today than when I was as a kid; a nearly collapsing shelf of Darth Vader memorabilia bears witness to this fact. It makes sense, really: my mom had to enforce strict storage regulations in our full house growing up. As a result, a lot of my cherished keepsakes couldn’t make the passage from boyhood to… second boyhood (who wants to grow up? Not this kidult!).
I could scour the local thrift stores and flea markets to try and track replacements down, but I’m a bit of an indoorsman (it sounds cooler to me than homebody). So my first instinct is to go online to see what I can find. And what’s the first place I always look? eBay. Why? It’s the most likely place to find anything I’m looking for — from old trinkets to new novelties — and it’s been around since 1995. A convenient rating system lets me know, at a glance, if I’m buying from a seller who’s been deemed trustworthy by the community or has a few dings from deals gone bad that might deserve a second look before money changes hands.
Hey, for all I know, I’m rebuying stuff that my parents got rid of at a garage sale 30 years ago! But if it’s being sold on eBay at a reasonable price by someone who’s been positively endorsed by other eBayers, I’ll bid on it. We’ll call it a storage fee.
You may be surprised to note the absence of Star Wars stuff — I could be avoiding the low-hanging fruit to give you something unexpected, but maybe I’m just saving it all for another list. Time will tell! Let me know what you’d like to see in future eBay guides!
Earrings don’t have to be worn in the ears, you know. You can let ’em dangle proudly from your nose or, really, any other place you’ve pierced for the sake of aesthetic decoration. We don’t judge — unless your earrings are boring. That’s why we picked out some you might find fetching!