Oh man, worst grilling ever.
Adam bought some delicious looking steaks to grill up for everyone for the holiday. Marinated, choice cuts, real good stuff. We grill them up and they look gorgeous. I mean, I'm excited to eat them. Unfortunately, we still have to cook the corn first. So we take the steaks off and throw on the corn. I suggest to Adam, "Hey, why don't you go upstairs and throw those steaks in the oven on its lowest setting. Keep them warm."
"Sure thing," he says. "No problem," he says.
About ten minutes later, we're all standing around outside, chatting. I think to myself, "I should go check on the steaks, make sure the kitchen hasn't burned down or something." I go upstairs, and immediately my spider-sense starts tingling. Turns out, Adam set the oven on the lowest BROIL setting. Disaster.
Long story short, we just ordered some pizza.
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