I fired up the grill this evening to prepare a little grilled chicken for dinner. Little did I know what would transpire (start creepy music). I dropped the chicken on the grill, went back inside for a bit, only to be greeted by a strange sound; curious as to what this sound was, I decided to check the grill. Much to my chagrin, I found that my chicken breast along with the drop pan were aflame and smoking quite heavily.
I proceeded to turn of the propane, close the lid and let the fire go out. Of course, I can’t completely block the airflow in my little grill, so I had to wait about six minutes for the flame to go out. In the end, I was able to save the chicken, but a piece of fat had to be doused because it wouldn’t stop burning. Fun, huh? Although blackened, the chicken was quite moist and very tasty. And yes, I cleaned my grill following dinner.