In Texas it has already been getting hot, and you know Summer is around the corner. The other night we had our first real warm-weather cookout which always carries a different kind of energy, like the backyard is waking up after a long quiet stretch. Our Coleman Tailgating Grill got dragged out of its spot, usually with a little more dust on it than anyone remembers, and there’s that familiar moment of standing there wondering what worked last year and what absolutely did not. I opened the lid, and David went hunting for propane and suddenly the whole evening starts turning into more than just dinner—it becomes the unofficial kickoff…