Beercuer asked me in a recent thread if I was ever nostalgic for the taste of lighter fluid:
Normally I'd just say "no" and leave it at that. But today in particular I've got a bit more than that to say about it. (Yeesh, beercuer - you just had to ask....)
Actually, I never have the need to get nostalgic about lighter fluid because I can't seem to get away from the stuff.
You're heard Steven talk of "caveman" grilling? Well, some of my family and a few former friends still subscribe to the "Neanderthal knuckle-dragger" school of cooking - also known as the "ignorant redneck" school, of cooking.
What this means is they don't listen to reason and haven't switched from lighter fluid to a chimney in 40 years. (And they only use lighter fluid when they don't use gasoline to light the coals. ) I brought out a couple of chimneys once to show them how to light charcoal properly, and I got looks from them like I'd just landed from Mars or something.
Oh - and by the way, don't worry about these relatives of mine getting offended by the "ignorant redneck" comment, either as these folks honestly think it's a compliment. No kidding - one of them (my cousin) actually has a "dumb redneck" bumper sticker which he thinks is as cool as his truck nuts and 8-inch oversized exhaust flange.
I had burgers and steaks over at that particular cousin's place yesterday. He called them "char-broiled" - which is his term for "black as coal, hard as a hockey puck, and perfumed with diesel fuel". When he lit his grill with unleaded gas I asked him about using lighter fluid and he said "That stuff's the same as gasoline anyway. They just call it lighter fluid so the evil, greedy gas corporations can make more money off you".
This is the same guy who once pooh-poohed chimney starters because they took too long - hence the use of gasoline. This is also the same guy who still pooh-poohed chimney starters after I lit one using his propane weed torch and had the charcoal almost fully lit in 3 minutes.
(Like I said, not just a "dumb redneck", but a downright ignorant one. But that's too long to put on his bumper sticker.)
One more thing - the "ignorant redneck" school of cooking also thinks it's cool to pour cold beer right over the food and onto the live coals as a "marinade". Of course, this means that the charcoal ash gets stirred up and sticks to the pre-sauced meat, making it taste like it was garnished with sand. Idiotic.
Suffice it to say, I took about two bites and I was done. I had to stop off at a local truck stop for a decent burger on the way home. And I'm still picking charcoal ash out of my teeth this morning.
Funny, but most of my family doesn't go to these relatives' places for cookouts anymore. My folks and I were the holdouts but that's done.
So, no, I never get nostalgic for lighter fluid.
Anyone else have those family members who "just don't get it"?