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How Do I BBQ

Ninety five degrees standing poolside on the wooden patio in the backyard orange Androsia print apron hugging my torso propane grill propelling fumes hot as a steamroom at a suana Tendered rib eyed and porterhouse steaks seasoned in high salt like abstract paintings brushed in A1 sauce and finally a side of friench fried potatoes spruced in liquid tomatoes from the essence of my garden served to my darling party guests with a golden heart of culinary perfection

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Date: 7/5/2024 7:43:00 AM
Sounds good, but seriously…propane? Loved the french fries “spruced in liquid tomatoes.” Good stuff. John
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Date: 7/2/2024 3:41:00 PM
sounds delicious!!! hugs jan xx
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