Le Grille, what the hell is Le Grille?

We're getting close to Summer, which means one thing:

Yup, it's BBQ season.

When we moved into the Money Pit, Dan's brother-in-law (you'll hear a lot more about him later, trust me) gave us his old charcoal grill. He's a good little grill, and did all that we asked of him. Then, enter the Stok. A housewarming gift from my parents. 

This is the Megatron of grills, coming with interchangeable plates to grill kabobs, pizza, whole chickens, you name it.


Megatron however, came in many pieces.

In many pieces, and with complicated directions.
 

I think the old grill is mocking us.

Did I mention we were having company over in an hour?


Oh, I did?  Multiple times? 

My bad.


But it all worked out in the end. 

And damn does Megatron know how to grill.