Mum's night off - let's barbecue

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So says the packaging on a Bar-be-quick disposable barbecue. I was already in a grumpy mood in the supermarket before I saw this little gem.

There is even a picture of the little woman looking delighted on the package.

huh?

i will never understand why if a man can cook on a BBQ he can't cook on the hob (also FIRE - if gas) and indeed use the grill.

Plus will the manly man delight the little woman by providing accompaniments to the meat, or is it just the meat? If it's just meat then that's not a meal, is it.

I am fortunate in that the man I married is not an incompetent, hopeless twat. Which is presumably who these packs are aimed at.

It wouldn't be my night off if we had a BBQ, it would be dp's. He does the cooking in our house because he's a much better cook than me so it makes sense that that's one of his household jobs each night.

It really annoys me when it's assumed that "mum" does all the housework/cooking/cleaning. I don't think I know very many families where the mum does it all, most share the domestic duties according to what works best in their family.

Hahaha this always makes me PISS.

My parents do bbqs.

My mum chooses and buys the food, invites the guests, makes salads, sides and desserts, cleans the house, buys the booze, cooks the chicken and fish.

My dad cooks the burgers.

Hurrah for my dad, who has just hosted a bbq.

Disclaimer: my dad is actually not a sexist pig, it's other people's attitudes at play there, mostly.

YES that ^ is BBQ

Massive shitload of work done by woman
Man looks sweaty for a bit and forgets to separate pre-prepared stuffed mushrooms (thanks wife) and raw chicken. And goddamn isn't he GREAT for cooking for everyone...

BBQ I stick to drinking cider and judging whether meat is going to give anyone food poisoning.

I get very cross when we have BBQs and some random bloke will come up to me at the BBQ, roll their eyes at the way I hold a spatula, and ask if I want them to do it for me.

No. I am a secret pyromaniac. Bugger off.

DH is welcome to run the BBQ and end up smelling of smoke with running eyes and sotty clothes.

In this case I think it's me stereo typing him into a shit job, not the other way round

Oh God, yes, the myth that when a BBQ happens, the bloke has done all the work...

Indeed, twisting sausages every now and then is incredibly taxing...

'Night off' for the little woman indeed.

In case someone hasn't seen, goes rounds every year around BBQ time.

When a man volunteers to do the BBQ the following chain of events are put into motion:

1. The woman buys the food.
2. The woman makes the salad, prepares the vegetables and makes dessert.
3. The woman prepares the meat for cooking, places it on a tray, along with the necessary cooking utensils and sauces and takes it to the man who is lounging beside the grill - beer in hand.

Here comes the important part:

1. THE MAN PLACES THE MEAT ON THE GRILL.

5.The woman goes inside to organize the plates and cutlery.
6.The woman comes out to tell the man that the meat is burning. He thanks her and asks if she will bring another beer while he deals with the situation.

Important again:

1. THE MAN TAKES THE MEAT OFF THE GRILL AND HANDS IT TO THE WOMAN.
2. The woman prepares the plates, salad, bread, utensils, napkins, sauces and brings them to the table.

9. After eating, the woman clears the table and does the dishes.

And most important of all:

10. Everyone PRAISES the MAN and THANKS HIM for his cooking efforts.
11. The man asks the woman how she enjoyed 'her night off.' And - upon seeing her annoyed reaction - concludes that there's just no pleasing some women

the whole "Man" "Fire" thing seems rubbish to me as didn't women historically do the cooking....on a fire?

I have stopped going along with the women do the shopping rubbish with the line 'we don't arrange things like that in our house'.

Haha, plus hilariously, IME men don't organise food at bbq. It's a sad truth that they stand over the fire looking hardcore while the women run around doing everything else.

On a different but equally irritating note, check out the write up for this product

Makes me want to scream.

blingloving if only it came in pink!

I'm afraid I really am going to have to stand up for the men here as not only does my DH manage to turn out really nice meat off the BQ, not burn it and keep it hot, he is also capable of writing lists and acquiring ingredients for said meal. He will also peel and fry tons of onions, which job makes my eyes hurt far worse than BBQ smoke.

I must also put in a word for the dad's who BBQ for school events, it's not so bad now we can borrow a big gas one, but the old rusty oil drums were vile to lug around and took an age to get going.

I'm sure it appeals to their manly pride, but its still a nasty job we are happy to delegate.

We cant have a BBQ without using a full bottle of lighter fluid. I have to keep the dcs indoors out of fear we will all be blown up.