I looked up where Carlos is from, which turned out to be Puerto Cabello.
So I Google-Mapped that and lo and behold right in the middle of town is a baseball diamond.
Not that he's exactly there right now.
Surely he's in Venezuela somewhere, and I can guarantee you there are maybe 3 clouds in the sky, it's about 82 degrees, and Carlos is responsibly applying sunblock #30 (I think that's in his contract).
Can you imagine having to fly to Chicago right about now?
In this weather?
So you and I can gawk at him, and ask questions like "Carlos, what's it like to pitch for the Cubs?"
The blizzard watch has been put off til tomorrow so there's still time to clear off the runways and streets (right, Mr. Daley?) before Friday's Cubs Convention kickoff.
But this is one of those things where I think baseball players truly earn their salary.
Yeah, they make alot, but I think in the world of celebrities this is pretty unique.
Of course they have "Star Trek" and "Starwars" conventions, but I don't think they trot out Harrison Ford and have him sit at a booth for 3 hours signing autographs.
Which brings me back to Carlos.
At the Convention I usually run around, seemingly with a plan but something else always seems to spring up and I end up running in circles instead.
This year, I might just settle down in one of those long lines to get an autograph.
Never done that.
Anyway, if you get VINELINE, you've already seen this illustration.
Imagine Big Z, here in Chicago, trying to start a snowball fight.
I'm keeping my grill contained in the most awesome style imaginable.
Just in case you've ever wondered what to get the person who grills in your house for oh, Father's (or Mother's) Day, a birthday maybe, or Valentine's Day for sure, these Cubs covers are the best.
I got mine for Father's Day a couple years ago, they got it at Ace Hardware or something.
Why are they so awesome, besides the logo?
In case you haven't gotten out of bed yet, it's snowing like a bastard today.
Winter is attempting to throw down with me on a Saturday.
I'm so up for this challenge.
While I run to the store and get some Cornish Game Hens, my grill stays nice and dry and ready for action.
Okay, there's at least one story out to make us all feel a little more confident about possible new Cubs ownership, although just like Big Z with no hits thru 7 I'm reluctant to talk about it for fear of The Jinx.
There's only one way to deal with this kind of winter - tell it to bugger.
Go outside in it and show it who is boss by barbecuing something sunny.
Instead of steak, lets go a little lighter with a recipe called "Dandy Little Hens" from the excellent "Smoke and Spice" cookbook by Cheryl Alters Jamison and Bill Jamison.
(I will assume that once you've tried this you'll go get the book - it's amazing.)
"Dandy Little Hens" are basically marinated in a margarita.
So you might want to go ahead and make one for yourself.
The simplest and best Margarita recipe can be found here.
And they're fabulous when you shake 'em just like a martini, and pour into a frosty martini glass rimmed with sea or kosher salt.
Mix this together: 1 1/2 Cup tequila (don't go expensive for marinade tequila, but don't go bottom shelf either), 1 Cup freshly squeezed lime juice, 1/4 Cup Triple Sec, 1/4 Cup canola oil, 2 Tablespoons of Lea&Perrins Worcestershire, 1/4 Cup minced onion, and then a dash or two of chile powder.
Put that in a garbage bag (you can save some if you want to baste, but I never have) along with your four 1 1/2 lb Cornish game hens.
Let 'em soak for at least 4 hours in the fridge.
Make a fire on each side of your grill (20 - 30 briquets) so you've got a big space in the middle for indirect heat for your hens.
The fire takes about a half hour - 40 minutes to get ready.
Soak some wood chips.
With about 20 minutes to go, pull the bag of hens out of the fridge, take the birds out and let em sit in room temp.
Let the fire burn til the coals are covered with white ash, throw on the wood chips and hens and let 'em smoke breast side down for an hour and a quarter, flip 'em and smoke for another hour and a quarter.
When their little legs move real easy in the sockets, and you've GOT A TEMPERATURE READING OF 180 - 185 degrees, they're ready.
Let 'em sit for 10 minutes, then put 'em on a plate with some sauteed spinach and a baker on the side.
Tom Ricketts, if you're reading this, you're totally invited over.
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