In Minnesota, the return of spring means a number of good things. Among them, that it’s time to fire up the grill and get outside! With that – for me anyway, comes a certain amount of nostalgia. My dad was a grill {and smoker} maestro. Mom would prepare whatever it was he was to grill – burgers, brisket, individual barbecued meatloaves, or even pancake batter – and then turn it over to “Big Dave.” Continue Reading →
