In the nick of time

I ran out of propane for the grill just in the nick of time today.

We started the grill with intention of cooking up some chicken thighs. While I was lighting the grill, a loud siren went off. I went inside and saw that there was a tornado warning for the northern part of Anoka county, with us and the grill being in southern Anoka county. There was also another large storm cell coming straight for us.

I told Bobi that we had to get the chicken on the grill before the storm came in. She was out there before I was and gave me a weird look, and then asked if I lit the grill. I said yes, but the grill was still only slightly warm to the touch. We had run out of propane.

I think that this was God's way of saying "Hey, don't be grilling in a storm!" Bobi cooked them up in the fry pan, and sure enough, when they were done the heavens opened up!