I have to say I was somewhat disappointed by this. Do any of us need 'expert guidance' on how to fry an egg, grill sausages and incinerate a scrag-end of mutton? I admire the deft touch of je-ne-sais-quoi, with the addition of 'some paprika'.
Now, I am hardly a Grill-Ninja, but this is a f**k*ng joke, right?
It MUST be - he's suggesting that at Le Mans, the drink of choice is Export 33. Frankly, I'd rather drink Zarse piss.