The question is not whether we will barbecue, but how we will barbecue.
To barbecue is a way of life rather than a desirable method of cooking.
The price of barbecue is eternal vigilance.
Friends may come and go, but barbecues accumulate.
My first outdoor cooking memories are full of erratic British summers, Dad swearing at a barbecue that he couldn't put together, and eventually eating charred sausages, feeling brilliant.
Barbecue sauce is like a beautiful woman. If it's too sweet, it's bound to be hiding something.
Backyard barbecues are really just about getting together. It's all about making people come over, having a really good time, talking about their lives, and sharing some great recipes.
There is no real need for decorations when throwing a barbecue party - let the summer garden, in all its vibrant and luscious splendour, speak for itself.
Men like to barbecue. Men will cook if danger is involved.
Comfort is key for a barbecue.
Southern barbecue is the closest thing we have in the US to Europe’s wines or cheeses; drive a hundred miles and the barbecue changes.
Marriage is like a barbecue. When you light a barbecue, it's very exciting to see the flames. That's lovely, but you have to wait until the flames have died down. Everything that you want from a barbecue happens on the hot embers. You can't cook on those flames.
You know what killed off the dinosaurs, Whateley? We did. In one barbecue.
I love barbecue, its my favorite thing to eat.
Live fire cooking and barbecue have been so intimately linked with human evolution and history and politics. Everything we do, barbecue informs it in some way.
The nourishment from barbecue is palatable.
Some guys smoke. Some guys drink. Some guys chase women.
I'm a big barbecue-sauce guy.
Even on the Serengeti, it ain't a barbecue if there ain't some kind of beer.
If any chef ever tells you they're not inspired equally by the truck-stop barbecue as they are by the four-star Michelin restaurant they are lying.
There are no ideas in the South, just barbecue.
We sat around and I fed them barbecue and whiskey. And pretty soon everyone started to compete with each other on the guitars. It seemed the more everyone drank and ate, the more everyone got into it.
You ever wonder when God's coming back with a lot of barbecue sauce?
Drive a hundred miles and the barbecue changes.
I love how the men stand around cooking the barbie while the women have done all the work beforehand doing the marinade and making the salads and then everybody says, 'what a great barbie' to the guy cooking. A barbecue is just the ultimate blokes' pastime, isn't it?
Barbecue is the third rail of North Carolina politics.
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