Grill Daddy Winners

Thanks to everybody who commented in an attempt to win a Grill Daddy.

I hate to say it, but ya’ll are just not that funny. I really thought I’d be like Ree, holding my sides and guffawing my way through the comments, or at least completely grossed out by your grimy grill descriptions, but no, not really.

A couple of you did make me wrinkle my nose or chuckle a bit, and these three are the WINNERS:

Zuzu said: “We were cooking hamburgers and my husband noticed that the top rack was really dirty. He absent-mindedly scraped the top rack with the grill spatula and watched as a little shower of rusty METAL powdered our hamburgers. He thought he could get away with blowing it off the burgers, but when he blew, all the scrapings of a hundred previous grillings billowed up from the coals onto the bottom of our burgers. Not willing to admit defeat, he served the burgers, displayed prominantly next to bottle of seasoned salt that looked conveniently rust colored.”

OMG — I can’t believe your husband served metal studded burgers to your family — that’s a winner.

Stormy made me snort a bit when he said: “When summer rolls around and I want to experiment with fruit on the grill, it takes a ton of cleaning or my grilled peaches taste like peach flavored hot dogs.” Mmm. Peach hot dogs.

Suzanne B. said: “When we smoked, we used to put all the cigarette butts in the grill when we were done with them. Well.. it kinda got full. When summer rolled back around and my other roommate went to grill something… well.. needless to say we got another grill.” That one made my jaw drop. I could just imagine somebone cooking with all those butts burning down below. Gross!

Congratulations to Stormy, Zuzu and Suzanne B.!