You loved your barbeque (don’t tell us it’s “cue”) in the summer, but now, your BBQ has become your bane. There’s no place to really store it, least of all in your apartment. It’s now transformed from your epicurean god to the seasonally inappropriate eyesore haunting your backyard.
Enter Ari Grilluv, an entrepreneurial unemployed 23-year-old who has decided to turn the multitude of barbeque graveyards throughout the neighborhood into one massive collective of discarded grills by offering up his own huge outdoor space as an area for people to store their charcoal-laden pieces for the winter.
The Burning Bush spoke to Grilluv about the motivation behind his desire to help out fellow Bushwickians in this unusual manner. Grilluv stated, “I wasn’t doing much else and I have a lot of dead bodies to get rid of. Massive grill party at my house if you’re into Sweeney Todd’s sort of meat.” And in that brief sentence, Grilluv not only revealed that he was a serial killer, but also gay. Another Dahmer/Gacy cliche, right in Bushwick. So if you want to get rid of your BBQ for the season, you can leave it with Grilluv, knowing that your future meats will never taste quite the same again.
Written by Genna Rivieccio