Puttering around the backyard just now, I idly attempted to turn on the kaput gas barbecue. And…
A MIRACLE! The thing came on!!
It was dead as a doornail when last reported on here.
My guess is that my excellent son probably came around and quietly fixed it, without pestering me.
Whatever the explanation, it’s working now. Or at least, it was five minutes ago.
Thank the heavens! I do most of my cooking on that grill…not fond of cleaning up the kitchen after meals and projects.
So: come dinnertime we shall see. An attempt to grill a slab of fish or piece of steak will tell the rest of the story.
The question now is who busted it and why. I’ll have to ask the cleaning crew what they got into, and hope they’re at least moderately honest in replying. But really….there isn’t anyone else who would have had access to it. So one of them must have dorked it up.