Wait, you're checking on a brisket at midnight? That's a serious commitment. I can't imagine staying up that late just to babysit a piece of meat. My last brisket was in the oven by 7 PM and I was asleep by 10. The idea of stumbling around in the dark sounds like a recipe for disaster, or at least a really bad burn.

Oh my god yes, my friend does this every single time. She gets her coffee, puts the lid on, and immediately pushes that little tab down like it's a race. I asked her once and she said if she waits she always forgets and then it spills in her car. Makes sense but it still looks so funny to watch.

That garage scene wrecked me for days.