Dad hates cooking. He’s the one that reluctantly washes the dishes after lunch. But when the weather turns warm, he’ll be the first one to turn on the grill on the porch. Grilling isn’t cooking. It’s for real men. That’s what he likes to say when he’s turning the sizzling T-bone on the grill. He’ll show everyone his collection of slicers to cut the meat with, but won’t let anyone use them. Because these were made in Japan and you’ll just break them. He’s also generous. With portions and with praises for the salads mom made in the kitchen to accompany all the meat. But he won’t eat them. Is he a rabbit or what?

Buy the meat-oriented collection for that person who loves barbecuing, who’s the one that carves the turkey at Thanksgiving or that serves brisket at every Sunday lunch.