My Grandpa Staat was an avid experimenter in the kitchen - a bit unusual for a man in the late 1950s. He came up with this marinade for meat used in shish kebabs that to this day is the only recipe I use. It's been copied, old paper to new paper, for years much like a monk would copy yet another gilded word. (Go back again; was that a teaspoon or a tablespoon? Yes, got it right.) For me, this recipe screams "summer of 1950" and the smell of honeysuckle in the air, the drone of those two old Fedders air-conditioners mounted in the windows, football with the neighbor kids on the front lawn and the comforting knowledge that my grandparents would be coming over. The recipe was featured on a local news cooking segment here in Phoenix - the photo below was taken from the segment.