Man, that first real charcoal flavor is a total game changer, isn't it? For me it was a cheap kettle grill and some steaks, where the dripping juices hit the coals and sent up that insane aroma. That was the moment my gas grill started collecting dust in the corner. The hassle is absolutely worth it for that kind of flavor you just can't fake. Been a charcoal and wood devotee ever since that day.

Remember how Sarah brought that massive trifle to her in-laws? She literally barricaded the front door with it, saying the jelly layer was too unstable to move further inside. They ate dessert first on the steps and never made it past the foyer.