One last BBQ.

Even though it was drizzling, Jeremy was determined to get in one last grilling session of the season. What is Labor Day without some grilled meat? Edda was very eager to check up on the meat..

Jeremy ducked inside to make some of the sides and when he went back out, there was a pretty good sized grease fire going on. I even hauled the fire extinguisher out from under the kitchen sink, just in case it started to get bigger rather than smaller. Jeremy told me he could see the neighbors looking through their windows – they were probably wondering if they should call 911 on us. Once the gas was off, the rain took care of the fire and the meat turned out great (just a little charred on the outside, but perfect on the inside).