I, April Lynn Houk, grilled today. I took off my four inch heals, put on jeans (yes, in Haiti!) and flip-flops and headed outdoors to the Durbins' grill that sits on our patio. I had to have Roger start it twice for me, but then I was on my own. It was a grand success, that is if you count keeping three prowling dogs away, dropping only two patties in the thingy-ma-bobber, and burning my hand only once. So, if you’re in the mood for toasted hamburgers with that real flamed taste, come on over. I’ll even make homemade buns for you. Now, that’s a job I can handle.