The Substitute

My post about the Big City Slider Station continues to get hits to this day; many readers leaving comments about how they experienced the same thing as we did when their burgers turned silver. Hopefully, they are as lucky I am and have their money returned once they contact the manufacturer.

We were hoping that the grill would be a reasonable substitute to our George Foreman Lean, Mean, Fat-Fighting Whatever Machine since we threw it out about a year ago, victim of constant use. That wasn’t the case.

But we did have one nifty machine left, one that has been sitting on top of the fridge for a long time and we just don’t use too often. And it’s name is the Sunbeam Rocket Grill.

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As you can tell, we have yet to remove the sticker on the front of the grill which touts the machine’s features. That’s just how often we use the thing. But after being in a position where we didn’t want to fire up the barbecue or use the stove, this little griller came in handy. Here’s what you do.

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Big City Slider Station, Part Trois

In Episode One, I praised the Big City Slider Station for doing everything it promised, a rarity when it comes to merchandise seen on infomercials.

In Episode Two, I lambasted the very same item for its performance, aka leaving what appeared to be silver spray paint on the burgerlets.

In this, the third and final installment of the series, I find resolution.

Shortly after Billy Mays’ cooking device left the aforementioned silver lining on our burgers, I e-mailed the company to find out about getting a refund. I mentioned that there was no possible way that this could be healthy, that I posted an image of the tainted burger on my blog (and included the link), and that others have also experienced the same thing.

I had figured that since Ann bought the thing at one of those As Seen On TV stores and not by calling the 800-number, we were pretty much sunk. We didn’t have the box or receipt, either.

But we were mistaken.

Within a few business days I received an apology from a company representative who also stated that they would issue a refund for the trouble. All they needed to know was where we purchased the item, what it cost me, and my street address. I sent them the information and, no further questions asked, got my check for $25 in the mail within a week.

While I am appreciative for the effort put into getting my refund out to me, as one commentator pointed out in Episode Two, it really makes you wonder why they are doing so.

Is it because they are afraid of a class action lawsuit against them from people that have experienced the same thing? Hush money? They are loaded and just want to give money to anybody?

Whatever the case may be it’s a lesson learned about buying infomercial products—as if we needed one—and we got our $25 back. But no matter what ShamWow’s Vince tells me, I’ll never love his nuts.

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Big City Slider Station, Part Deux

Earlier this month, I mentioned that Ann picked up one of those Big City Slider Stations and other than wanting to repeatedly kick Billy Mays in the electrons because of his loud mouth, we’ve been pleased with it.

Then this happened the other day:


While cooking some slabs of ground beef, Ann noticed that after removing the press, each slab of meat was covered in what I can only describe as something resembling silver spray paint. I mean what you see above is nothing. The whole top of the burger looked like it was painted with Rustoleum. We ended up throwing that batch away since, well, we weren’t about to eat that crap.

The picture you see above was the second batch we made. Not as bad but they still had some of that strange residue on top. We cooked them as directed; washed the stupid thing as the intstructions read.

Why in the Hell did my burgers have that silver crap on them? Is anybody else stupid enough to listen to that jerk Billy Mays having the same problem?

I’m glad we didn’t throw out the ol’ George Foreman grill just yet because, if this is any indication of the product’s performance, it won’t be getting much more use and is headed to the trash can very soon.

Get bent, Billy Mays.

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Big City Slider Station


Ahem, okay. I’m done yelling for now. But by now, I’m sure you’re familiar with “that loudmouth” as The Kid calls him, pushing his wares on just about every channel. And for the most part his products smack of the typical informercial over-the-top claims, like the fact that Mighty Putty is strong enough to hold two plates together and not break even when being used to pull a truck.

*cough*bullshit!*cough* My father-in-law bought some and that shit couldn’t hold anything.

But ah, Billy Mays, you hit the nail on the head with your Big City Slider Station, which Ann picked up today while out shopping. (She had been wanting one since she first saw them–and so did The Kid.)

You can’t really go wrong with this one as, well, all you do is stick the meat of your choice into the little compartments and grill for a few minutes. Once done, you slide those suckers out, grab some buns and condiments and you end up with oodles of these things:


The patties aren’t that big but I guess that’s the whole point of the thing. I opted for ground chicken on King’s Hawaiian Bread rolls, barbecue sauce, red onions, tomatoes and relish. Very, very tasty and quick! It looks like Billy Mays’ little griller could give George Foreman’s line of cookers a run for their money.

Next on Ann’s wish list: a Snuggie. Oh, I don’t want to hear it, Kimberly… 🙂

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