Barbecue on the beach
David Rosam on May 30 2003 at 11:19 pm | Filed under: Food & drink, Worthing Beach Memoirs
It’s been another balmy day here in Worthing. Time to unpack the shiny new portable barbecue we bought last week and head across the road to the beach to watch the sun go down and the dogs gambolling in the shallows.
Sounds kinda nice, doesn’t it?
With the chilled bottle of Viognier, marinated jerk chicken and herb salad.
Between you and me, it didn’t quite work out like that.
Maybe I’m just out out of practice with charcoal-type BBQs… but we haven’t got the space for the gas model we’ve been using for the past few years. And then the arse fell out of it sitting in my parents’ shed not long ago.
I thought a pack of those impregnated bags of charcoal would make life easier. But no. I lit it easy enough, but there was just too much fuel for anything other than a large family-sized BBQ.
But we were hungry. Slap on the chicken and some sausages as soon as the charcoal is coated in ash.
Mistake. Immediate conversion of surface of food into charcoal. As if we didn’t have enough of the stuff.
And before the middle was properly cooked, we had a whole load more charcoal.
We wanted the fish and chips being consumed by the three women who sat just along from us. But we had the Viognier. And the sunset and dogs were nice.
Maybe we’ll try it again tomorrow. It can’t be that difficult, can it?
