What would you cook on out of desperation?

About a month ago, the weather was pretty nice and thought I would BBQ for the first time of the year. The Weber was still packed up for the winter, so I decided to use a little Hibachi-style grill that I bought a while back at a thrift store. I lit the tiny little grill and started the charcoals when the weather turned bad and got extremely windy. I was cooking burgers and the wind was strong enough that the grill could barely heat up. So I went inside and got a heat gun and made a little windbreak and cooked the burgers with the heat gun held over the coals. They turned out great. You might want to try a heat gun for the same applications that you use a propane torch. They are electric and don't spit out those little carbon pieces that sometimes build up on a torchhead. I have yet to try it on a creme brulee or Baked Alaska, but I believe they would work just fine. Mine cost @ 30.00 and has adjustable heat from 220F to 1100F. (It also comes with a warning that it is NOT TO BE USED TO DRY HAIR!!!!). lol.

I think that counts....anything that you grab out of desperation counts. Like pounding chicken fillets with my daughter's baseball bat. Whatever works. Right guys?

Hey! I just remembered something my grandma did when I was little. I don't know if anyone remembers what those old fashioned enameled pottys looks like, you know, chamber pots. They come with handles and look like a REALLY BIG teacup.

Well my grandma had a new one that she had put away in case she had to throw out one of the old ones. So anyway, at christmas time when she couldn't find a pot to cook the rice in (lots of women in the kitchen cooking) she grabbed the new potty and cooked the rice in that! I still remember the look on my uncle's face when he saw THAT on the stove. :lol: :lol: :lol: I have NEVER gotten THAT desparate!

Chamber Pot:

Tried the roast thing in the engine back in the 70's running up 95 to go to JW. My buddy(always experimenting!) spent hours the night before getting this roast ready and we were going to feast when we arrived at school. Well we took off with this roast situated by the manifold of my Gremlin. Stopped in Conn. to pick up another guy and when we stopped smoke was pouring from the engine. This thing I guess was leaking. My buddy said he would fix it, I said I was going to kill him!. Well, we arrived in downtown Providence. I'm worried about parking and this nut could only think about the roast. We park and he jumps out to check the roast, opens the hood and NOTHING! It was gone! There was not even a trace of where the thing might have dripped.
It was pretty spooky even for me. People walking by asking if we had car trouble and my nutty friend telling them he lost his roast. He was on the ground under the car looking for this thing, I don't know I guess you had to be there.
Hot tarred roofs in NYC in the summer and always cooked my lunches in foil wedged someplace on the large tar cooker, always tasted a little funny, but the flavor left with a cold beer.