The grill! I fired up the grill! It’s grill time again! Oh happy day! These are the rites of spring I dream of all winter long! Wadding up the paper, piling up the charcoal, striking the match, tending the red-hot coals. The meat patties sizzling as they grow plump on the grille. I am so giddy now that it’s time for this again!

spring, omnipotent goddess, thou dost
inveigle into grilling burgers and franks the
hopeful cheesehead and the grateful dinner guest.