THE ORIGINAL RED MEAT

Ok, check it out. My old George Foreman grill had had it. The ignitor hadn't worked well for years, having developed the proverbial mind of its own. When it didn't choose to ignite, even a long match could be hazardous. After a big puff blow up that nearly ignited me, I decided to put it to bed. A whole lot of world class steaks, brats, burgers, ribs, and chops had been prepared there. I'm sentimental about grilling.

A new grill, an infra-red grill (what are you going to do, cook at night now? our son quipped) a Char-Broil was purchased at Home Depot and I was in business. By the way, it still uses propane, but it sears more evenly front and back, even on fish. No more hot and cold spots, the salesman assured.

So why the picture and caption about the buffalo? Two weeks prior, I had bought a bison hot dog at a farmers' market. I love bison, elk, and venison. The dog was very good.

"Costco has them," my wife interjected. She of no hot dog eating lips will ever tough mine credo.

Off to Costco where buffalo steaks were also on sale along with ground buffalo. The latter we passed on. But last night, I cooked a buff steak and dog for me and a cow steak and brat for her. We saved the dog and brat for today's lunch.

Outstanding. I'm sold after one meal on the Red. In fact, I question if it's called The Red because of infra-red or red meat. And the Costco package advertised it as "the original red meat".

No, it's not racist as in Redman's meat. Being at least a little Indian or Native American myself, I wouldn't stand for it. Even though in the middle of the night, for some reason I raised up in bed and gave out a war whoop.