On our recent trip to Kauai, we decided to barbeque burgers for lunch. My husband lit the coals (Kingsford Match-Light variety) on the open air grill. Then he lit them again, and again. No joy.
“What we need is more lighter fluid,” I said, genius that I am. My husband blinks twice. “Well, there is a bottle of it in the dumpster behind the cabin,” he said, “but with my wrist (he had surgery in March), I can’t quite climb in to get it.”
And then a slow smile crept over his face.
“N-no,” I said emphatically. “I won’t do it. I will not climb into a dumpster to retrieve a can of lighter fluid. It’s wrong, so wrong.”
And then he had an idea.
We went over to the dumpster and, using the broom he’d carried over, he tried to corral the canister to the corner and lift it up. It didn’t work. We looked at each other and began laughing hysterically. “Okay,” I said, “I’ll do it.” And then I began to climb into the dumpster.
One leg over the edge, my husband stopped me. “No, wait, this is a military base. We can’t do this. What if someone is watching? I’ll be disgraced forever.” And so I climbed out of the dumpster and doubled over laughing, tears streaming down both our faces.
And then I had an idea.
I emerged from the cottage a few minutes later carrying a long pair of barbeque tongs. Using the broom, I pushed the can of lighter fluid over to the corner. My husband then leaned into the dumpster and secured the bottle, successfully lifting it from the dumpster.
Thirty minutes later we ate our redneck burgers and I must say, they were delicious.
What about you? What is the craziest thing you’ve done in the name of food?
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