>Be me, 20 year old grillfag
>Grandparents are coming over and mom has bought me ribs to prepare
>Soak cedar planks, rub/sauce these fuckers, slap them onto my gas grill (ran out of charcoal, plus easier to control) set up my smoker and turn the temperature low so they turn out nice and tender
>Close the lid and forget about them
>Dad keeps asking me when they'll be done. Clearly irritable from hunger.
>Assure him multiple times that they'll be done about when grandparents arrive
>Go and do things around the house for about 5 hours
>Come back just to take a quick look at about 3/4 of the way
>The temperature gauge is more than 200F higher than what it should be
>"OH SHIT WHAT THE FUCK?!"
>All the burners are turned to about 80%
>I left it with 2 burners at maybe 20%
>Open grill and try to cut the ribs
>May as well have come from Goodyear how tough and black they were. Completely fucking ruined.
>Dad comes back "Are they done yet? I turned it up"
>mfw
>That was the only time I ever yelled at my father
>Grandparents come and now I have nothing to serve them
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Your father is a cuck
made a pumpkin cheesecake, pull it out of the oven, the motherfucker collapses on the way to the fridge
clean random items, shelves, floor, and grate of cheesecake bits
How about you try being less of an ungrateful little shit
>asking if they're done 5 hours from dinner time
I'd be rustled too user. At least they're buying you good product.
my older brother smacked a bowl of macaroni and cheese into my face while i was walking to my room with it and i got so mad i hyperventilated and threw up
I'm sorry user, but that's fucking hilarious to picture
Lmao
Along that vein
>back in high school
>some people are acting like fags attempting to bully me/my friends
>go to caffeteria and get steaming hot food and coffee
>one of them tries to trip me when I go past them
>I get "tripped" and "drop" my food right in his face
>the steaming hot coffee goes all over his pants
>he gets third degree burns to the face and dick
>and also, one he's finally well enough to go back to school, suspended (they reviewed the security camera footage after trying to blame it on me)
>Be me, 20 year old grillfag
Why do you feel the need to tell us you're a girl?