Man v. Fly
There is just something wonderful about the taste of grilled meat. Or even peppers and onions for those herbivores out there. Wouldn’t you agree?
We are on a health kick as we usually are after a trip to the US and our Weber grill has been put to use every night. I imagine it’s similar to how new parents feel. Now they can’t imagine what life would be like without their baby and I can’t imagine what life would be without the BBQ grill.
For one, it’s gotten us both involved in dinner preparations which is a nice change. We look at each other after the first few bites and again, like amazed new parents, we say, “Can you believe we made something so good?”
The other night we came home after a long day at the office and worked out together. Then we took turns chopping, marinating and grilling while the other one showered. Dressed in pajamas, we settled into the sofa for a relaxing evening of dinner in front of the television. All smug-like because, look at us, we are proper adults! (Hey, we gave up weeknight drinking!)
Just as we began eating, we noticed a massive fly buzzing around the room.
“What the deuce?” Scott said. “A fly? It’s freezing outside!”
“It must have flown in when you were outside grilling. Let’s eat and then you can shoo it outside. Just ignore it.”
He could not ignore it.
I give you, The Fly Hunter.
(The gasping you hear is just me laughing so hard I can barely breathe.)
I didn’t film him chasing the fly up the stairs or swatting him down the hallway. I barely heard the relieved “got ‘em!” over my chewing.
Scott plopped back down on the sofa and wiped his brow with the back of his hand. All I can say is, it’s a good thing we are no longer reliant on hunting for our meat.