It’s summer. It’s 85-90 degrees. And the popular weekend activity is what? BBQ’ing. Not making cool dishes, cold salads, ice cream and other low temperature dining. No, we choose the hottest time of the year to stand next to hot coals and cook hot foods. Don’t get me wrong, I love a good BBQ’d burger and the Margarita’s that go with it (at least in my world, they do), but I have to wonder what the motivation has been through the decades, and just how summertime became the seasonal time to warm things up even further.
