I stood in the queue to buy my grandsons a beefburger at the BBQ we attended on Saturday evening as part of their village celebrations for the Royal wedding. There were several people in front of me, and I could see that the burgers being offered were not quite cooked. Somebody was biting into one next to me and to my horror the inside of it was pink.
In order for my son and his wife not to be up all night with a double whammy of Rameses Revenge, I plumped for sausages instead, which were the right colour and looked the safer option.
It occurred to me that the men cooking the burgers might have no idea of good food hygiene or practise, and there and then I thought of a question:
Why is it that only men cook the food on outside barbeques?
These men may have…
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