***Gas? The horrors. ;-)***
When I went to a gas cooker I stopped serving up burnt offerings.
My husband, a kind and gentle man gets really wigged out when you talk about gas grill. You would think the country was invaded by Mars.
If I were to suggest ‘gas’ that would be the end out our long time together.
He fancies himself “the grill master”. There is nothing he will not smoke or grill. We did pizza once - really tasty.
Did you ever watch ‘King of the Hill”? The way Hank felt about gas, Doug feels about wood.
When our youngest went to gas, I literally though he was going to disinherit her.
;-)