Yesterday I decided to perform a test run with regards to grilling a pork loin. Granted this was probably the first pork loin I’ve grilled in nearly two years I think it came out pretty well. You can always do better but I think we had the right amount of Sweet Baby Ray’s, maybe the timing was off but all and all it was pretty damn good.
* Note: More photographs on Flickr.
To celebrate America’s birthday Julie and I, along with Dom and Kelly put the grill through the paces. Some have pointed out that I really didn’t need to use the amount of charcoal that I did but those would be the same people who point out that the grill is still hot two days later.
After the cookout we headed inside for the first Wii Pentathlon to be held in my Wii Arena. The scoring was close but yours truly pulled it out in the end due to my superior Wii pugilistic skills. It’s fair to say everyone was sore afterwards but none more than Dom after pitching a 5 inning no hitter.
Side Note: Previous Cookouts.
As American as it could get we hung out most of the day and watched some American things on Television. What you ask? Well to start we watched the Great American Hope (Joey Chestnut) try to Torpedo Japan’s Kobayashi in Nathan’s Annual Hot Dog Eating Contest. Chestnut put up a hell of a fight but hit the wall with about 7 minutes to go and was passed by Kobayashi. Kobayashi went on to set a new world record by eating 53.75 hot dogs. After this setback of being American we proceeded to grill some hot dogs of our own. Needless to say I won eating contest but I came rather shy of the world record. To make it even more American we managed to roast a couple marshmallows.
Next up for our American viewing enjoyment was the Shuttle Launch. The tv coverage was horrible but can there really be anything more American than shooting 7 people into space on the back of a rocket?
To finish off our Television Independence celebration we passed on watching the World Cup (because that would be very un-American, and Un-American Nik Bronder is not) and instead caught the second have of the Mets victory over the Pirates. As we all know the only thing more American than watching Baseball on tv with a beer is watching Football. Considering it’s early July Baseball will have to do.
We ended the night by watching the New York City Fireworks on top of Alicia’s roof. Beers were drank, (which needed to be open with the help of the wall seen behind me) chips were eaten, and a good ol’ fasion American time was had by all.
