Cleaned up my Dad's old gas grill today. First time firing it up since he passed. A bit sad and happy. No matter how much I power washed, scraped and cleaned it, it still smells like someone just cooked on it when I heated it up, which is awesome. Guess I'm getting a good whiff of Dad's cooking. He was a cook in the army, so he couldn't scale down a recipe to save his life. Mom said he still cooked grits for 900 when it was just them.
Anyway, gonna cook some burgers, dogs, maybe some veggies. I'm no chef, but I have a good gas grill, might as well learn. At least my kids can learn what not to do from their old man.
