Now that's a fire, Burger King's got nothin' on me...

Most weekends, and sometimes during the week, we grill out on our trusty Weber gas grill. Tonight it was steaks and with the help of a little flare-up they had that extra-carcinogen goodness. There's just something about grilling out yourself that makes the food all that more delicious. We've tried all kinds of assorted rubs, marinades, and various combinations of seasonings, but nothing seems to beat good old salt and pepper for the best flavor.

My mom grew up fairly poor on a farm in rural Oklahoma where they raised their own animals. My grandfather maintained that while they didn't have a lot of money, they always ate well with lots of meat at every meal; breakfast, lunch and dinner. When we visited, it seemed like we had steaks every night. I think about my grandfather almost every time we grill out. He would have loved tonight's meal.