Hope you had a great week.
I had a miserable one.
I'm not a morning person, and I intensely dislike waking up every weekday at 6:30 a.m. This week, thanks to the magic of Daylight Saving Time, it felt like I was waking up every day at 5:30 a.m.
Bess is a morning person and also has a naturally cheerful disposition, which is, of course, a bad combination.
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No non-morning person who's just hit the snooze button wants to hear a morning person tell him in a sing-song voice that it's time to rise and shine, predicting what a beautiful day it's going to be.
Bess can probably name three times in her whole life that she didn't enjoy waking up early in the morning.
I can name exactly three times in my whole life that I did enjoy waking up early in the morning.
I'll list them for you to see if you can identify a theme:
Spring of 2008: I woke up at 5 a.m. to grill some ribs to take to the beach.
Christmas of 2010: I woke up at 6 a.m. to finish a brisket that had been slow-cooking all night.
Fall of 2014: I woke up at 4 a.m. to smoke wings and sausage before leaving for a tailgate party in Athens.
Each time, I remember how strange it felt to be the only person awake in my house -- or even in my neighborhood -- and to be so wide awake and alert so early in the morning.
There I was, in the pitch dark, working with knives and fire. And then, when the meat was cooking, I just sat there and listened to the sizzling and smelled the hickory smoke and watched the sky turn from black to a rich blue. Occasionally, a dog would bark.
On that one Christmas morning, I swaddled the brisket in towels and laid it in an old Styrofoam cooler, where it would continue cooking for the rest of the morning.
It was the best ever.
I also enjoy fishing, probably for the same reasons. You're outdoors waiting for something good to happen, and when it does -- when a big bass strikes or you flip a steak and realize you got the perfect sear -- you tend to exclaim homespun things like "Sonny Jim!" which was a catch phrase of legendary angler Bill Dance.
But I love grilling more than fishing because most of my successful moments have come in the afternoon or evening, whereas fishing tends to be better in the early morning, at least in the small ponds I frequent.
Anyway, if you like grilling, you may want to go over to the Grill Outlet on Second Avenue today, where the Big Green Egg Cooking Team will be showing folks how to cook all kinds of stuff.
You may get to sample some food, and you'll get some good tips to use, whether you own one of the fancy ceramic grills or not.
They'll be there until 2 p.m. The fun starts at 10 a.m.
(Though it'll still feel like 9 a.m.)
Contact Dimon Kendrick-Holmes, executive editor, at email@example.com