Friday, May 27, 2011
Fire up the Grill!
Nevertheless, one will be able to smell that overwhelmingly powerful smell of nostalgia this weekend in the form of meat on the grill. Besides the smell of freshly cut grass tinged with gasoline, is there any more perfect summer smell than a cook-out?
The cook-out (or grilling out or bar-b-que) that we know is really not that old - it's definitely a post-WWII suburban phenomenon. Almost right from the start, if you believe all of the ads and cookbooks, it was the man's job. Perhaps it has something to do with the primitive "I make fire!"-mentality? I don't know. But even in my quasi-feminist household it was ALWAYS my dad's job and he never would've relinquished it. If dad wasn't up to grilling then we just didn't grill (to be fair, I don't think Mom was interested, either).
And I LOVE making artwork that perpetuates this stereotype/myth/reality (check one or all that apply to your own situation)!
P.S. Don't forget to enter the Citra Solv giveaway contest, going on now through tonight at 5 p.m. CDT! :D