Garden & Gun is a very pretty glossy magazine which doesn’t devote nearly enough pages to gardens or guns but does present the Rural South positively. It’s better than Southern Living, which was once good and is now just… . I love this magazine. My wonderful mother-in-law saw an issue at her hairdressers in Georgetown
Me & a Jack Craval (sp) in the Gulf several years ago.* ** As I mentioned, Mr. Big Food is taking me to ___ for the weekend. The destination is a surprise. I’ve played pretty fair about this– something I cannot say for Daughter C. who called yesterday to “check on Rocky,” but who really
A fresh salad with homemade dressing
Interesting. Crazy. Insane. Who knows? Not I.
Finally, something we are not first (worst) or last (worst) in: Sex trafficking. Good for us. In this case, #6 is 6th from worst. Yet another reason to stay where you are. Do not move to Mississippi. [The link doesn’t give any ordered rankings, but when the promo for the news came on tv this
In just a couple of days, I’ll celebrate another anniversary of my birth. Note to self: Call Mom. Mr. Bog Food is surprising me with a trip to ___ ? And so, I will spend a few minutes searching the food archives here on my computer, and scheduling a post or two.
I was in the company of a handful of folks this afternoon. We watched The Man Who Shot Liberty Valance. Most of the folks were 21-22; three of us were 50 or 50+. (Apologies, Michael, if you are only 49.) The question, “Who’s seen the movie Shane?” came up. Three less-than-perfectly-smooth hands went up. ~~
“Southern” because it’s cooked to death, until the chicken falls off the bone [And, I’ll add, because it has bacon.] SOUTHERN CHICKEN CASSEROLE Serves 4 generously 2 ½ – 3 lbs chicken, whole cut up or parts ½ lb bacon 4 medium potatoes, pared and quartered lengthwise 2 C veggies (green beans, broccoli, cauliflower, squash—you
UPDATE: Second best commercial ever (next to the September 11th superbowl ad from Bud). Weather, not Climate … as of today it has been 2,226 days since the last major hurricane (Category 3 or higher) hit the US mainland. Unless a big hurricane hits this winter, it means we are on track to break a
Contents of Aunt Margaret’s button box ALTERNATE POST TITLE: How to Tempt Poor Little Rocky I am beginning a project which I will post a bit about from time to time. I won’t be able to be particularly specific– Christmas is coming, the geese are getting fat, and all– but I will share parts of
J.C. Penney, Lines of a Layman, 1956 To be clear, much as I like Mr. Penney, and much as I admire the company he founded, I am no fan of JCPenney these days. JCPenney, circa 2011, is the antithesis of That first little store I called “The Golden Rule.”* I’ve claimed that Mr. Penney would
Each year, about this time of year, we take stock of what remains of the harvest and various collections of other edible things. We took stock of some frozen peppers. This is a fine opportunity for me to divert from the main topic to comment on laziness. Mr. Big Food has a day-job. In fact,
At 10:54 am Sunday, November 27, 2011 Wunderground Weather is forecasting snow for tomorrow. Wouldn’t that be something? Accuweather is not buying it. But… The Weather Channel is throwing caution to the wind. These forecasts from the private sector are all well & good but we should only trust The National Weather Service, an agency
It’s raining like crazy here. If we’d stayed for the game, we’d be confronting it, driving home, about now. We went to the tailgate, chatted, took some pictures, ate, chatted, chatted with Daughter C., chatted some more, gave away our tickets, left, and came home. This was about 3pm. Very quiet & subdued. I believe
1. I predict I will see a lot of this over-priced stuff today, and that the more I think about the relationship between Big Business and Big College Sports, the more ticked off I will become. You can’t get to the Athletics page without going past this advertisement. 2. I predict the “highly-anticipated” matchup has
As you know, we are having a Fall/Winter Soup Contest. We are making up the rules as we go along. Gumbo is soup. It is Fall. Dis-qualified I mulled over this all afternoon, and right before we were ready to serve the gumbo, I asked Mr. Big Food what his thoughts were on allowing the
America Has Been Good To Me J.C. Penney, Lines of a Layman, 1956 Today I remember that the years have rewarded me for every talent I possess, and for every effort I’ve ever made– amply rewarded me not only with the world’s material goods, but richly rewarded me in many, many fine friendships– rewarded me
The turkey, gravy, dressing “like my mother made,” and unseen mashed potatoes Cranberries, green bean casserole, and PIE. The winner is Pumpkin Custard Pie. To be fair, the vote was 2-1. Our dinner guest, The Bart Man, cast his vote for Perfect Pumpkin Pie because it was a perfect pumpkin pie. And that is was.
The pies, about to go in the oven Pumpkin custard pie (L); Perfect pumpkin pie (R) The pies, fresh from the oven Perfect pumpkin pie (L); Pumpkin custard pie (R) There will be a “Pie: Pt. 3” post after the sweet whipped cream is whipped, and we decide which pie we like better. “Why is
I felt bad(ly) about ending on such a negative note in the previous post. I like pie. We chose three of the smallest Sugar Pie Pumpkins. Mr. Bog Food cut them in half and I scraped the seeds and guts out. Aside… there are roasted pumpkin seeds coming. And we put them in the oven.