Barbeque party is not something I am very fond of – especially if I am the host.
Having to be outside the house at the mercy of mosquitoes, heat, smoke and not to mention having to wash utensils and tools that are harder than the normal ones we use in the kitchen – are not fun.
But of course it is more fun than a sit-down dinner party. I enjoy the fact that it’s casual and a made-up face and hair is not expected – not when our clothes and hair are going to end up reeking of smoke anyway – not unless the BBQ pit owner has an extensive ventilation system (or regularly changed furnace filters).
That was what we did for my brother’s recent birthday party – and my sister’s fiance who barbequed the whole batch of food confided that it was therapeutic job after a stressful day at work.
Judging from his intense expression as he flipped over the vegetables and meat, perhaps he was having a scenario where offending staffs were being grilled to “death”!
