In Praise of: First Grilled Meal of the Season Box up the snowboots. Mothball the parka. Trap that waddling prognosticator, Punxsutawney Phil, and stuff him for a fuzzy warm hat. Or, better yet, grill the meddling sonofagroundhog. Hibernation's over, bomb cyclones are spun out. Springtime is here and it's time to fire up the barbecue... Continue Reading →