the solo bbq-ist

Yesterday I was riding to the pizza parlor when I stumbled upon this dude.  He was the only one around and just hanging out with his tiny little bbq.  It had just stopped raining about an hour before and it was approaching evening.  I thought it was so interesting that he wanted his bbq chicken wings so bad that he spent the time to set up a little briquet bbq on the sidewalk and marinate the wings, all by himself.  Good things never come easy.

He had some great smelling chicken wings going.