I try to be an open-minded person. I really do. But I cannot understand why anyone would ever cook outdoors on anything but this. I mean, cooking over gas? What’s the point of that? Why not just cook inside, or under a broiler?
Cooking with fire is what separates us from the animals. It flavors our food, it puts smoke in our eyes, it drops hot embers on our toes, and it makes our beer taste better. And with Weber’s ageless beauty, you can cook anything from a burger to a roast, to a whole turkey. Plus veggies and dessert. Like Henry Ford’s Model T, you can get it in any color, as long as it’s black. And it saves you the embarrassment of standing in line with the other SUV driving, deck-shoe-wearing, pristine-ball-cap-sporting, highbrow mouthbreathers at the local Home Depot waiting to refill their unwieldy propane tanks.
I’m actually a little disappointed that my peeps at Weber deign to produce such a monstrosity as this. But I guess they need to make a buck somewhere. It helps insure that the greatest grill ever can still sell for the low, low price of 85 bucks.