Summer is the time to fire up the grill… at least that’s what the US food programs and magazines tell me. Here in Trinidad, I’ve never really known or been part of a huge grilling or BBQ culture. As a kid there was a time when my father went on a BBQ kick, that lasted about a month after which the grill was determined to difficult to clean and fell into disuse. I have no idea what became of it or the bag of coals that were so enthusiastically bought for it.
My next initiation into the world of BBQs was as a fundraising mechanism in both primary and high school. There was nothing like the smell of multiple grills all working in tandem to fill up the flimsy paper boxes that our paper chits would procure. The funds from these BBQs (and their equally popular counterpart the Curry-Q) presumably going to help fund the upkeep of a school or to support the mission of an organization. Even then my favourite BBQs had to meet certain requirements. The flavour had to be both sweet and smoky. The sauce had to be thick and shiny. And the chicken? Well the chicken had to have dark, crunchy, practically charred bits. Should any of these characteristics be lacking, and the BBQ would be a failure in my eyes.
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