Braai / grill / cooking mat - does it work?

CamiKaze said:
Chucky when are we going to braai ekse? phuck a Rocamomma meet.
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agree
must organise a Theewaterskloof meetup 1 night stay and braai and pitch a tent for a drunkard sleepover.
im there every weekend
 
Arthur said:
Hehe. Nosepickers out again, I see. :p

Here's the thing: It is not in your power to revoke my Man Card. o_O

Though I have some understanding of where you're coming from regarding gas braais, it's worth pointing out - for your own benefit not mine - that I strongly suspect your conclusion is based on insufficient experience and is therefore premature. Furthermore, I will go out on a limb and predict that, if you are lucky, you will also make the same move one day.

These Identitarian-Tainted Times are testing indeed, and I cannot leave your impugnation of my manhood unanswered.

It is my observation that very few males grow up to be men. The reasons for this lamentable lack of manhood is for another discussion, so I won't be drawn here, other than to observe that contemporary men have to draw deep on inner resources to keep their manhood intact, especially when they're in an every-increasing minority (or is that ever-diminishing?). On a personal note, this is especially true today (as in now, this 10th of April 2019) because yesterday (o forlorn day!) I said goodbye to the V-Max, sold to a relative -- so this is the first day in decades that I am without that essential male accessory, a proper motorbicycle. I feel gutted, stripped, almost naked. What man can survive qua man without a hundred and five horses between his legs?!

For most of my life I have been a hardcore wood- or charcoal-only braaier. Not for me, I once broadly declaimed, those burger-and-wiener gas BBQs, which I execrated along with the other boychick tinkertoys like automatic gearboxes, electric shavers, puff jackets, scented soaps, and spray deoderants. I refuse to engage in prettyboy behaviours like wearing clothes with branding, labels, logos and slogans, and brown shoes. Yes, I admit that I once saw gas-braaiers in the same wuss quadrant as bikers with less than a hundred horses between their legs, softboys who packed pea-shooters smaller than 45 ACP, Apple users, BMW owners, vegetarians, socialists, and various assorted self-pleasurers. I'm pretty sure those sorts of males-but-not-men also peed sitting down.

Yes, I understand the rubrics and rituals of The Braai. As a Son of Africa I was initiated into these arts at the age of four, when I made my first fire and braai'd (and ate) a locust. Since then I have spent decades refining the Philosophy of Braaing, and honing the many manly skills needed to turn cow, sheep and lamb into delectable nourishment for both body and soul.

Neither is braaing a rare and small event in my household. I often braai for a dozen or two people, and that requires at least two fires, which in recent years has become a bit of a drag, especially now that the boys have left home. I love the braaing, but the wood-hauling and fire-building just eat up too much time away from family and guests whose company I relish even more than the braaing itself.

For decades I've simply cleaned the griddles and grids in the new fire, but of late the woman I live with, a stickler for cleanliness, has increasingly urged that I also brush the griddles clean with a brass wire brush before laying on the flesh. Unwilling and unable to resist her urges, and in the interest of nuptial harmony, I have complied, since no vast metaphysical principle is at stake, at least not as far as I can discern.

I will readily admit that what started as a concession to wife has willy-nilly catapulted me down what you and some other youths will see as the slippery slope to gas-braaing wussery. But I bitten the bullet, screwed up the courage, and Made the Move. Because I believe a spur-of the-moment decision should not be regretted, I deliberately donated the fire-braais to the gardener and spent an afternoon assembling one of those stainless steel hooded gas braais. I've used it four times and am still learning how this technology works, braai-wise that is.

One thing I've learned is that the time and labour an instant-on gas braai saves at the front-end of the ritual is more than made up by the effort and time expended cleaning the ruddy gas braai afterwards. It's a right royal pain.

Hence the quest for a solution, and my question about braai sheets/mats, which I have never actually seen in the flesh, so to speak.

Oh, I do believe in evolution.
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Ouch! Some peepz touched you on your studio?
We are joking boet. Relax. LOL. No need to write a 500 word essay to explain yourself. :D
 
RedViking said:
Someone please give a summary. Probably the longest review I've seen on a braai mat.
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He loves lots of horses between his legs. That's all I conclude from that long post. I'm not sure how he can still walk after all that horses.
 
RedViking said:
You can buy them at Game, Builders and sometimes PnP and Spar. Think it is R100.

I have just been wondering if I can use it on my 3D printer for the filament to stick.
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yeah if i ever get given one as a present i will write a review here how i rolled it up like a newspaper and moered the person over the head with it
 
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