Ouch! Robyn, I wouldn’t wish your childhood on my mortal enemy (Skeletor).

I love bleach blond summer pool hair and Nascar and I always go for hot dogs, which are delicious no matter what the level of cookery. You have effectively described the perfection that is country. I hope NOMA summer screen can compete.

I hope he does Robyn, because Skeletor has really been grinding my gears lately.

oh no now you’ve pissed Ingmar off, this isn’t good. run for your lives.

NiNi says anon can go pork himself on his misunderstanding of what barbecue means semantically. Do yourself a favor and don’t blast others for their perfectly good use of the term…it’s regional…and semantics are generally based on the region’s surrounding language(s)…and there is no well-known barbecue from the region of the country where Robyn grew up…thus, there is nothing wrong with Robyn’s use. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Barbecue

I like to write a response to both of my friend Robyn and Ingmar. I like to also say what kind of name Ingmar is, becuase in my country there is a popular boys name called Edward and it sounds like the same to me. Okay, back to the story friends. I am really experience with barbqeeus. When I was coming up I always get together with my friends and we throw on a half pig on the fire and roast him up real good! So the question about what real barbeqeus is, is a very good question! To answer this though, we have to say to ourselfs what a real barbeques is NOT.

1. any vegartable that you put on the fire is NOT
2. hot dog of any size shape or flavor is NOT
3. drumstick that you masternade with lime, oil, salt and pepper IS
4. pig IS
5. asparagoose is NOT
6. pork chop IS
7. lamb chop is NOT
8. smoky meat like a beef steak of better IS
9. really moist sea snake is NOT
10. a fat duck breast or two IS

I really hope to make this clear with all of you guys. Robyn, I like to invite you over for a barbeques at my home. For our barbeques we are having barbeques. One small favor. You bring it!

Until next time my friend!
-Jellous

Actually, Robyn, it looks like Screen on the Green isn’t dead yet. At least that’s what the DCist is reporting… http://dcist.com/2009/06/screen_on_the_green_has_been_saved.php

In support of anon 12:03, I don’t know where Robyn’s relatives lived but her mention of a ‘farm’ located ‘a ways south’ and NASCAR gave me the impression it was somewhere in the southern part of this country. That could be completely wrong, I don’t know Robyn or her family.

That being said (and I hesitate to use Wikipedia as the final word on anything), the article NiNi posted plainly points out “In the southern USA, outdoor gatherings are not typically called “barbecues” unless barbecue itself will actually be on the menu.”

anon 12:03 was not ‘blasting’ anybody.

enjoy your cook outs all you like, corbot, but if someone invited me to a BBQ (not to be confused with a pig roast, oyster roast or heaven forbid low country boil) and they were just grilling burgers I may have a lovely time, sure, but I’d still know the difference.

somehow, somewhere I heard about this thing called ‘knowing’…