Jon Tofte
TVWBB 1-Star Olympian
T'was the night before Christmas
and what could I do?
Not a single grill to cook on,
not even my Q!
Sorry for my pitiful attempt at poetry
!
A CHRISTMAS STORY - CHAPTER ONE
About six years ago, a good friend of mine had a group of guys over to help install a paver driveway at his house. This friend had been through some really rough waters with a special needs daughter who almost died of a type of cancer that is usually terminal for very young children. She was a miracle baby, and one of the few who made it through the program that involved two-hour trips and many stays at the children's hospital in Miami. Anyway, all of his friends were more than happy to pitch in, and my friend's wife asked if I could come and grill out to feed the group of guys.
I brought a Weber kettle to make to make seasoned, charcoal flavored burgers. While I was cooking, one of my friend's daughters pointed out their very rusty, rickety Charsomethingorother gas grill. It wasn't too good when it rolled off the assembly line, and now it was a total wreck. My friend's wife overheard us talking about it and said "Maybe Santa will bring us a new one." It was only July, but a bell went off, and I parked that comment.
I had been faithfully converting Discover bonus rewards into Ace gift cards to buy a replacement for my workhorse gas grill, a last-model-year Genesis Silver B
. I had planned to do a clean-up and sell my Silver B to help with the purchase. That July Saturday, though, a new plan would start. I wound up doing a nice rebuild of the Silver B, complete with new cast iron grates, burners, flavorizers and lots of cleaning and repaint. As always, my renovations take a while, and it was still ongoing as December clicked by. But finally on Christmas Eve I was able to get the last things done. I put it all together, added a new Weber grill scraper & stainless smoker box, and topped it off with a Christmas bow. And then I waited...
Not too long, however, because I got up at 4AM on Christmas morning, donned a Santa Claus hat, and got the refurbished Silver out of my shed. My friend lived within a good long walk from my house. I discovered that you CAN push a rattling metal grill down streets and sidewalks at 4AM with not a single person asking what in the world you are doing
As quietly as I could, I left the grill out on his now paver driveway. And then I waited again.
Around 9 AM I got a text. Apparently one of my friend's 4 daughters looked out the window and said, "Mom there is something out on the driveway for us!" Her mother said, "No girls, there is nothing outside."
"Yes there is!" she said, and they found their "new" Weber out there waiting for them. I responded to my friend's wife by texting back that all I knew was that I had heard that maybe Santa would bring a new grill. "So", I told her, "Maybe there really is a Santa Claus!"
SEE CHAPTER TWO IN SUBSEQUENT THREAD
and what could I do?
Not a single grill to cook on,
not even my Q!
Sorry for my pitiful attempt at poetry

A CHRISTMAS STORY - CHAPTER ONE
About six years ago, a good friend of mine had a group of guys over to help install a paver driveway at his house. This friend had been through some really rough waters with a special needs daughter who almost died of a type of cancer that is usually terminal for very young children. She was a miracle baby, and one of the few who made it through the program that involved two-hour trips and many stays at the children's hospital in Miami. Anyway, all of his friends were more than happy to pitch in, and my friend's wife asked if I could come and grill out to feed the group of guys.
I brought a Weber kettle to make to make seasoned, charcoal flavored burgers. While I was cooking, one of my friend's daughters pointed out their very rusty, rickety Charsomethingorother gas grill. It wasn't too good when it rolled off the assembly line, and now it was a total wreck. My friend's wife overheard us talking about it and said "Maybe Santa will bring us a new one." It was only July, but a bell went off, and I parked that comment.
I had been faithfully converting Discover bonus rewards into Ace gift cards to buy a replacement for my workhorse gas grill, a last-model-year Genesis Silver B

Not too long, however, because I got up at 4AM on Christmas morning, donned a Santa Claus hat, and got the refurbished Silver out of my shed. My friend lived within a good long walk from my house. I discovered that you CAN push a rattling metal grill down streets and sidewalks at 4AM with not a single person asking what in the world you are doing

Around 9 AM I got a text. Apparently one of my friend's 4 daughters looked out the window and said, "Mom there is something out on the driveway for us!" Her mother said, "No girls, there is nothing outside."
"Yes there is!" she said, and they found their "new" Weber out there waiting for them. I responded to my friend's wife by texting back that all I knew was that I had heard that maybe Santa would bring a new grill. "So", I told her, "Maybe there really is a Santa Claus!"
SEE CHAPTER TWO IN SUBSEQUENT THREAD
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