Chuck’s hangar BBQ

I have to admit, I’m somewhat of a heathen regarding barbecue. I just light up some coal and put meat or sausages on the grill. Although I do enjoy that very manly task enormously, I have not yet felt the desire to delve more into the deep and rich art and culture of it all. But I also only own the cheapest type of grill you can get at the hardware store. Maybe, if I one day own a better one, I’d be more inspired.

I’ll make sure not to operate it next to a state-of-the-art fire suppression system though, haha!


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7 comments on “Chuck’s hangar BBQ
  1. JP Kalishek says:

    a Grill for an Employee Appreciation BBQ, too close to the terminal caused the deluge to go off at MSY, now many years ago.

  2. Robert Horton says:

    This might be a good place to ask… is a frame from my favorite movie, “Secrets of the Incas”, shot in Peru and released 1954. The plane is a Piper Super Cub. The number on the side is 0B-ABH or OB-ABH. The rudder # is 287. Is there any way to track down the history of the plane- I hope it’s still flying!- or the font used? I have the model; there must be a way to get decals or transfers made! Thanks!

  3. Rwill says:

    This site has pretty much everything like that:

  4. Robert Horton says:

    Thanks! That site will show the plane after my link dies! Still hope to trace the plane and font, though.
    About died laughing tonight- on The Orville, a guy was dressed like Chuck!

  5. Tom Veatch says:

    OB is the code for Peruvian registration. A query to the Peruvian version of the FAA concerning the history of OB-ABH might bear fruit.

  6. Robert Horton says:

    And when I saw The Orville guy, of COURSE I said, “Chuck, is that you?”!

  7. Ex computer engineer says:

    A long time ago … in a computer room with fancy fire suppression system, burn’t toast in the meal room made it go into alarm, but the operators disabled it from actually firing. Fire dept came, checked all was ok, and re-enabled it, but the timer had expired and on the flick of a switch, woosh! we were all engulfed in halon. 10x halon bottles higher than me and bigger than I could reach around, but only 6 went off! when the halon maintenance guy came to change the bottles he extremely nervously unbolted the still full ones from wall (required before the safety cap could be put on). Both us were imaging the result if the bottle decided to “blow” at that instant. No brick wall would stop it! We were on the first floor. PS, I had marked the expired ones, at the time they were obvious with a ring of ice around their neck.

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