The wife likes it, too. She, like me, says it needs a stainless steel roll around service table to sit upon. I burned off the cast iron grates last night and plan to get a scraper and brush to the top soon. I might even take the sander to the top and then season like I did my cast iron pans.
I am filling in on the cook team to do a wedding Saturday night. I already met the bride and she is a nice lady. Second marriage. I haven’t cooked in a month. Been shining a brand new office chair with my butt. Sitting in the A/C all day long. I bet I am gonna sweat like a pig when I get to boiling potatoes and smoking ribs and such. I told them if I need a break to cool down, I am taking a break to cool down.
The “Pit Boss Sierra Griddle” is still lying out next to the parcel box. Walmart still refuses to issue a refund, or a replacement, or even an email telling me when they plan to come get the thing. Two weeks. Been two weeks now. No one seems to care but me. Yes, this is all my problem you see. I am the dummy for ordering a griddle from Walmart to begin with. I am going to sign in on my Walmart account and leave a review for people to see, replete with photos and a description of how Walmart backs their sales with service. So stinking rich, that family no longer cares about the old man’s dreams. Just the money now baby.
I might get to go fishing Sunday morning.


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