Take a good look at that photo. Note that neither the noodles nor the crackers are homemade– though one can make homemade noodles and crackers. Somewhere here on the blog is Miss M’s recipe for homemade water crackers, and I’m pretty sure there are photos of making homemade noodles. That’s not the point. The point
As I mentioned, Saturday was Sausage Making Day. Mr. Big Food had about 25 pounds of various cuts of pork. And we have a meat grinder. You can have one, too! You, too! can make your own sausage. I am not a particularly good meat grinder sales person. But this is a true statement: I
I do not wish to burden you with too much personal information, so suffice it to say that when I can plant lettuce all afternoon garbed in little more than two pairs of socks, long johns, jeans, and a tank top… The real measure of Spring springing is, of course, what’s happening on Mr. Big Food’s grill:
It is also lettuce, onion, pea, and carrot planting day. Today… was an exploratory day. EDA.
Like all kids, we not only fooled around with our toys, we changed them. If you’ve ever watched a child with a cardboard carton and a box of crayons create a spaceship with cool control panels, or listened to their improvised rules, such as “Red cars jump all others,” than you know that this impulse
February 22, 2016. I think the people of Webster County, Mississippi should feel shame. Shame. February 25, 2016. Webster County has shamed itself. I do not want to hear jack s*&% about the “historical importance” of the Mississippi flag or any other ‘historical’ or ‘cultural’ thing from the people of Webster County. You voted to
I draw your attention to the last line on the page: Memorize this poem. The book is Our Language: First Book by Lida B. NcMurry and F.T. Norvell (1905). It is a beginning grammar / usage / reader covering such things as story telling, sentence and paragraph structure, capitalization, punctuation, and so forth. Throughout the
“I never expected #idiocracy to become a documentary,” tweeted screenwriter Etan Cohen in an apparent jab at the 2016 presidential race. If you haven’t watched Idiocracy, I strongly encourage you to do so. Follow it up with Zombieland and you’ve got yerself a fine weekend of entertainment. Bread & circuses, my friends. found at Hotair
See here: “It’s a way for anyone” That’s your first clue! Any-ONE. Singular. “Their” is plural. I honestly don’t know what more to say. If you are confused by the distinction between singular and plural… God rest your soul and God help us everyone and Good F*&^ing God what is Wrong With You?
It is not in my head, it is in my hand : Es ist nicht in meinem Kopf, es ist in meiner Hand. That’s according to Babylon. So I was completely wrong, and Daughter C & Miss M were close to being 100% right. [At issue was Mama’s “test” to know when one has put
The unexpected math behind Van Gogh’s “Starry Night” – Natalya St. Clair via Instapundit via vaviper.
Mr. Big Food and I enjoyed a delightful Fancy Tuesday meal. We Country Mice have such fun playin’ like we’re all civilized City Mice & such. What with our Fancy tableclothes and napkins and color-co-ordinated dinosaurs. Sometimes, we are so civilized, you City Mice can hardly pick us Country Mice out of the Crowd. We
II = 2 ; this is the second of five “Carrot Cake with Cream Cheese Frosting” recipes that Mr. Big Food has in the Big Food Manual. We pondered over which of the five I should bake. We settled on II. And I messed it up. I forgot to put the pineapple into the batter.
Another ‘Marica Cooks Monday’ success story! This is one of those recipes that I enjoy working on throughout a rainy day. I did not use the crepe recipe as given. Rather, I used my standard crepe recipe which is approximately this: Figure two crepes per medium egg. 1 Tbsp. flour per egg. Enough milk to
“Yes, Missy! What’s up?” “I am getting sort of old, Marica… “ “RUFF!” “OH NO YOU’RE NOT!” “I am. I am almost plus or minus five years old now.” “Oh my God, Missy. I sure do love you but you really have to stop fighting me on this one. When you say, ‘Plus or minus,’
I note that we are back Home on the Farm. Importantly, I do believe– in our absence– Folks had a good time here on our Farm. That is satisfying– in a BIG LIFE sort of way. We had to go to Memphis. We asked Daughter C & The JMan to Farm sit. I spruced up the
ME: Do you do Doctor Who? KARI: No. But Caroline tells me I need to. ME: Do you do Doctor Who? MR. GREG: Everything I know about Doctor Who I learned from Caroline. ME: Do You do Doctor Who? WEINBERG: Yes. ME: … Is Clara alive? It’s all about the essences, don’t you know?
obladeeobblabla… Life goes on. In news that matters, Mr. Big Food and I are in Memphis, Memphis, Tennessee. Where Important Questions are being asked and Answered. Right on
Whoever heard if dinosaurs eating table arrangements?
Long time followers of Big Food, Big Garden, Big Life, etc. will recognize these kids. They are anxious to plant seeds in the earth.