Korean.
I was invited to a Korean cook out once.
They were already cooking the meat when I got there.
There was a nice bed of coals inside a box of cinderblocks with sliced meat on a door sized grill.
Two young fellas and one old man were doing the cooking.
The old fella had a gallon jar which appeared to hold his special seasoning.
Every once in a while he would reach his tongs in and grab a piece to taste.
He would chew his sample and add some seasoning.
The young fellas would grab the handles of the grill and shake it from side to side till the old man was satisfied then pop that grill up so the meat flew into the air.
They did that many times and barely lost any meat off the grill.
I don’t know who put on a better show, the cooks or the Korean singers who were in costume singing very old songs accompanied by flutes, cymbals and some type of guitar looking thing.
The meat was delicious!
I ate two plates with all types of vegetables.
I did steer clear of the kimchee though.
Those Koreans sure did know how to throw a mean cook out.