License To Grill
Poetry Club BBQ
TV-G
S3 • E7A poet Rob is certainly not, but a big bet he surely lost. Rob missed the shot from the top of the key and now he cooks for poetry geeks. So at the grill he makes a stop, to smoke some fabulous pork chops. He offers friends some legs of chicken with a coffee flavour hidden the scent of orange lingers in the air as duck gets passed around with flare. It is a luscious barbecue feast, for Rob can’t rhyme but cooks at least.