After setting frozen in a tomb of snow and ice, for the past two months. It was time, to fire up the Egg. I couldn't take it any longer, I need a fix of the smell of charcoal getting hot. The smell of chicken on the grill. I even left the door to the house open just a little bit, to bring that smell of Sunday Chicken, you know, that smell of summer. I use my gas grill, almost every night, but the Green Egg, is the best.
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