OK, long story...my stepsister was engaged to a cattle farmer when I was in HS, so we always had a side of beef in every variation in our freezer in the basement. Mom discovered propane. I used to complain (because we went to some steakhouse every Sunday after church) that it just wasn't the same. She yelled at me, "One of these days, you're gonna wish you could have steak!" Damn it, she was right...there were years I couldn't afford one unless it came outta wherever I was working.
Over my time on this planet, I've learned things. (I love NCIS: New Orleans, cool music, and that's the slogan.)
When you get it right, stick with the plan...and those look awesome!