On Sundays, I usually roast a chicken. On really lucky Sundays, my husband grills the chicken out on the charcoal grill.
It's delicious.
Getting the charcoal going without using lighter fluid is a process. I don't know the intricacies of the process because I'm inside fussing with other things like hoping I have enough butter for the mashed potatoes and making sure my yeast rolls are rising. I'm sure you agree that both are legitimate concerns.
Taking a break from fussing around the kitchen, I popped outside to see this on the back patio:
