Notes from the Birdhouse – Sweet, Weak, and the Grill

Sweet:  Ahhhh, grillin’ season is finally here.

I love grilled veggies and fish, all the fresh foods that the warm weather brings, and eating it outdoors with nature up close and personal.  The birds sound beautiful this time of year and all the baby critters are discovering their own backyards.  Can’t get any better.


Google image.  Not my grill. Mine
Was far, far worse.

Weak:  UGGG! Grillin’ season is here.

Having to find your grill amongst the over grown weeds then propping it up with whatever you can find is not the best way to start.  I, having a beautiful dinner planned with sweet anticipation for that mouth-watering goodness that is sure to come; only to discover, SOMEONE forgot to fill the propane tanks.  Impatiently waiting for hub to return with the “go” juice my dilapidated grill needs to crank out that great dinner……..

The Grill

I sent hub to get the grill’s propane tank refilled.  After what felt like a day and a half, he comes home with a full tank and a top of the line Grill Master Pro Edition Grill complete with the mother of all Jolly Green Giant grilling utensils.


This too is a google image. I am at work and unable to
snap a photo. Just add another grill to the side
with giant tools hanging off .  I am sure you get the idea.

When I saw him pulling up the drive with his ear to ear grin, I instantly became ANGRY.    All I wanted was a little propane so he could cook…. not a whole dang new grill!  You see I am totally into recycling.  I am a firm believer in using what you have, even if what you have is 12 years old, weather beaten, leaking grease, faded to white hood, hobbling on one wheel and leaning at a 45 degree angle.  I am not the love ‘em and leave ‘em kind of gal.  That old grill still worked and had at least another couple of years left in her.   That is if I could figure out a way to keep the jerry-rigged replacement bottom from falling out again.

If truth be told, I rarely cooked on the grill.  That area has always been hub’s territory but tonight I was forced to cook on it or not eat at all. (the unpleasant results of my “Case of the Yells”)  OH MY GOSH! Everything I made was fan-freaking-tastic! I even basted some of the veggies with butter and no fire flares!  You have no idea how many times I have seen hub walk back in the house with his eyebrows smoking or gone due to fire flares. (Hence, the reason I don’t do grills…ever)   Chicken, asparagus, steak, shrimp and veggie kabobs good to the last bite.  Corn so tender you could just look at it and it would pop open with juicy goodness.  I felt like I was cooking for a banquet in heaven where everything was perfect.  My mouth was in a continuous drool.  The aroma was scrumptious.  And when we sat down to eat everyone looked at me as if I was the Goddess of Culinary Divine.

Now I feel I need to use this platform to apologize for every dirty look, cross word, and the deadly silent treatment that I have dispensed on hub for the last two days.    (cough, cough, clear throat)

I was.  I was.  I was wr….wron…..wronggggg.  He was right. 

Dang, that makes twice in 21 years he has been right.  I must be losing my touch!


We are up and running at the new location and it is beautiful. A Grand Opening is planned for June 16th!  Come on by for refreshments and goodies.  I will have more information on this event at the end of May.

Until next time, keep your eye to the sky and give your spouse a break every once in a while.  As much as I hate to admit this, sometimes they do know better than you.







The Bird House
203 Hwy 82 &
306 Burro Ave
Cloudcroft, NM

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