Seriously, George Foreman, Seriously?
A while back my mom bought me what she classified as a “Godsend”.
“Oh, Mishi, it’s so easy to clean; you’re gonna love it!”
Yeah, it’s easy to clean all right. For people who have mad kitchen clean up skillz. Not so much for slackers like myself.
What was this Godsend? The George Foreman Grill, of course. The one thing that inhabits my kitchen that I fluctuate between loving and hating. The one thing in my kitchen that I have had serious thoughts about pitching out the window.
Here’s my rationale:
The Good: I can make dinner in 12 minutes and that’s a hell of a lot quicker than that Rachael Ray’s 30 minute meal.
The Bad: George Foreman is really the devil. He’s created a bunch of “little Georges” and, well, that’s just kinda evil.
The Ugly: There is no ‘on-off’ switch on the Lean Mean Fat Reducing Grilling Machine, so when you go to turn it off you just pull the plug out of the wall and hope you don’t get fried.
[credit] George Foreman (center) and his sons George Foreman III (left) and George Foreman IV (right)
Seriously, the names of his sons are: George Jr., George III, George IV, George V and George VI.
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The Good: When I’m trying to be all healthy the Foreman (as I like to call it) comes into play. I can grill some boneless-skinless chicken breasts in 9 minutes flat. Then I cut it up and put it on top of my salad. Voila, instant healthy!
The Bad: I use an ass-ton of blue cheese. I guess that totally negates the healthfulness of the grilled chicken, eh?
The Ugly: Have you every tried to clean one of these stupid grills?
It’s actually fairly easy to clean if you don’t let it sit on your stove top for, oh, say, three days. Ok, ok, so maybe it was five days.
My people are just lucky I cook at all!
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