It’s COLD here. Like in the teens. How do you people suffer this for months and months? We were running Starkvegas errands the other day. It was mid-January. The temperature was 65-70. What a dilemma! 65-70. Flip flops. Mid-January. Winter boots. My unscientific analysis of my observations put it at about 50/50 flip flops to
Nothing. Went out with a flashlight. Bonnie is still squacking, and she and Clyde are on their way to the shed. Jack is tagging along behind. On a related Spring note– I thought I heard a faint peep the other evening and this evening there’s no denying it. The peepers are out!
There is no lamb yet.
What do you think? She will not shut up. She’s got what looks like an utter to me. And her rear is seriously swollen. Good grief. I have no idea how to turn that around. Please twist your head. Thanks!
Via Ace of Spades HQ Saturday Morning Coffee Break
This post is part of the Bookshelves series in which I pick a a few random crappy old books from one of the not as many as I need bookshelves here at the Farm and thumb through it. The Art of Dining: A History of Cooking and Eating. Sara Paston-Williams. The National Trust. Harry N.
Mr. Big Food and I have a paper forthcoming in a book. Yadaya. Publishers want some AutoBio stuff. Here you go. “One of us asked the other if she remembered when she first realized she was a libertarian. She did not. After some reflection, though, she did recall when she began to understand what it
This is monumentally stupid. And pardon the rant. As I mentioned elsewhere, there’s a county lake near here. We’ve had a lot of rain. The the levee has structural problems. The levee runs N-S and has a two lane road on it. (By my measurement on google earth, the levee is about 1/10th of a
The Art of Dining: A History of Cooking and Eating. Sara Paston-Williams. The National Trust. Harry N. Abrams, Inc., Publishers, London. 1993. I mean seriously. I need a linen press. [consults the world-wide-web] I see this contraption is more accurately called a screw or napkin press.
The warning box encompasses areas to the east of Oktibbeha County Lake Dam. The dam is in imminent risk of failure. County officials are working to relieve pressure on the dam. Forecast to rain again this afternoon.
The Complete Book of Ballroom Dancing. Richard M. Stephenson & Joseph Iaccarino. Doubleday & Company, Inc., Garden City, New York. 1980. Discarded from the Oktibbeha County Library System. In 1980, “one of the most interesting social changes in recent years [had] been the ‘return to the ballroom’ by students at colleges and universities throughout the
Mr. Big Food was in substitution legal mode for our Football Food menu! We had had a roast a few days back. And no one sells those little party rye breads in town so we used crackers. And he just warmed the meat up in a saucepan. Good nevertheless. HOT STEAK CANAPES Beef strip sirloin
Seriously good. Mr. Big Food made about half of the recipe. TEXAS CHICKEN WINGS Makes about 32 appetizers ½ C flour 1 envelope (1/3 C) taco seasoning mix 3 lbs chicken wings, wing tips removed, remainder cut at joint (about 32 pieces) 6 Tbsp butter 1 C tortilla chips, crushed fine Preheat oven to 350o.
A Big Food Favorite. Mr. Big Food substituted cut up sausage for the franks. “Bite-size pieces of frankfurters, coated in a tomato soup mixture of peppery seasonings go well with cold fruit punch.”—The Creative Cook (1978) APPETIZER PARTY FRANKS Makes about 4 cups ½ C onion, chopped fine 1/3 C bell pepper, chopped fine 2
football food remains! It was tremendous. Nothing fancy but very tasty. Perfect for game watching– provided you have a good supply of napkins. Recipes coming up.
Long time readers may recall the Crappy Old Books of the Months series. Though I often fell down on the job because of real life, I enjoyed those. I thought some posts were quite good. Naturally, a few books became tiresome toward the end– you may have eventually tired of the Bacon jokes– but it
Doesn’t happen too often.
Jack and the Dummies stayed in the shack until about noon today waiting for the storm to pass. Started raining again just a bit ago and I saw them trundling through the Pond Pasture headed to the shack in the Overgrown Pasture. Why Clyde is still standing outside is beyond me. Dummy. Man it looks