Hibatchi story

Summer = barbecues! I have a fear of lighting Webers. This is because of my first experience, when I doused the coals with too much lighter fluid. As I recall, it was a little portable hibatchi. When I lit the coals, a burst of flame shot so high up it almost touched the ceiling of my wooden balcony. Then, I looked down and saw that all the excess lighter fluid had trickled down the leg of the hibatchi and puddled onto the floor. The flame was traveling down the trail of lighter fluid to the wooden floor, just like in an old James Bond movie, where the end result is an explosion or a massive fire.

Having watched way too many Bond movies, I knew exactly what to do.

I picked up the flaming hibachi and threw it over the balcony! Like a shooting star, it lit up the night. It crashed onto the sidewalk and glowing coals bounced all over the yard like drunken fire flies. Was I an idiot or WHAT! I was so lucky that no one was walking below my balcony because it would have been the last walk they ever took!

So now I have my guests light the barbecue for me while I tell the story.