Somewhere around Memorial Day weekend, 2009 a nearby dealer (Fred's) held an Eggfest. Afterwards he sold the demo eggs at a discount, with the nest. In my book,
anything at a disount has to be a good deal. My wife thought I was insane to think about spending that much money on a "grill" when I already had a perfectly funcional gas grill sitting on the patio.
She went on a women's motorcycle trip to Branson, MO; about 1200 miles from here. When she got home she looked on the back patio and said "What is that thing"? I answered that it was a Sputnik that had landed while she was gone; some little green men came out of it and said they would be back later. "Well, what's that bag of stuff in the garage?" (lump) Sez me: "That's Sputnik fuel to make the Sputnik work".