Preheat oven to 350o. Butter a 12 x 7 inch baking dish and spread chopped green chilies on the bottom. Cover with cheese. Beat eggs and mix in Bisquik and milk. Pour over cheese. Bake for 1 hour or until set.
Photo here. Bit more on Stephen Pyles and the recipe here. It was so moist!
By the way, if you don’t have a smoker (we do it’s just busted) you can turn your grill into a smoker. Mr. Big Food took the water pan (a large metal bowl) from the busted smoker and placed it directly on the bottom of the grill in the middle of the hot coals and pushed the hot coals around the water pan which was filled with celery and onion and what-have-you. ~~
Used in the Smoked Chicken Nachos recipe (Tex-Mex section), but excellent for many other dishes and occasions
STEPHEN PYLES’ SMOKED CHICKEN
3 lb chicken (about)
1 gallon water
1 C kosher salt
½ C dark brown sugar, packed firm
1 bay leaf
1 Tbsp fresh thyme, chopped, or 1 tsp dried, crumbled
½ tsp black peppercorns
2 whole cloves
1 clove garlic, crushed
1 tsp cayenne pepper
Combine all ingredients except chicken in a large stock pot and bring to boil over medium heat, stirring often. Reduce heat and simmer 5 minutes. Remove from heat and let cool before soaking chicken. Soak chicken overnight in refrigerator in brine to cover. Next day, prepare smoker (using hickory or pecan chunks) and smoke chicken for 1 ½ hours or until breast meat is firm but springs back when squeezed.
Thank goodness for The National Weather Service – National Oceanic and Atmospheric Administration – United States Department of Commerce and The Occupational Safety and Health Administration – United States Department of Labor because I never would have figured any of this out all by my self. By the way, my name is Julia.
TAKE EXTRA PRECAUTIONS IF YOU WORK OR SPEND TIME OUTSIDE. WHEN POSSIBLE…RESCHEDULE STRENUOUS ACTIVITIES TO EARLY MORNING OR EVENING. KNOW THE SIGNS AND SYMPTOMS OF HEAT EXHAUSTION AND HEAT STROKE. WEAR LIGHT WEIGHT AND LOOSE FITTING CLOTHING WHEN POSSIBLE AND DRINK PLENTY OF WATER.
TO REDUCE RISK DURING OUTDOOR WORK THE OCCUPATIONAL SAFETY AND HEALTH ADMINISTRATION RECOMMENDS SCHEDULING FREQUENT REST BREAKS IN SHADED OR AIR CONDITIONED ENVIRONMENTS. ANYONE OVERCOME BY HEAT SHOULD BE MOVED TO A COOL AND SHADED LOCATION.HEAT STROKE IS AN EMERGENCY – CALL 9 1 1.
Question. Why are these HEAT ADVISORY / SPECIAL WEATHER STATEMENT / HAZARDOUS WEATHER OUTLOOKS written in all caps that are very difficult to read?
Anyway– I did as the various Federal Government Agencies and Administrations told me to because that’s the kind of citizen I am– the kind who always does as I am told– and picked the first harvest of blackeyed peas this morning instead of waiting until this afternoon when it is a bit on the warm side. I don’t want Mr. Big Food to have to CALL 9 1 1, after all. And furthermore, I shelled them in an AIR CONDITIONED ENVIRONMENT while DRINKING PLENTY OF WATER iced coffee.*
THREE Three varieties
Picking blackeyed peas–
which come from flowers like these–
is a potentially dangerous activity, even in the morning.
Especially in the morning when the various varieties of wasps are buzzing around like flies.
* I lied. That’s not the kind of citizen I am. I choose iced coffee instead of water because THAT’S WHAT I WANTED.
I was wrong. It’s not brined BBQed chicken, it’s brined smoked chicken. “Stephen Pyles’ Smoked Chicken” to be exact. From a bon Appetite (sp?) feature on Stephen Pyles as he was first becoming famous at the Routh Street Cafe, before Star Canyon.
I’m waiting for supper to finish– the chicken has come off the grill-turned-smoker and will be going into a cooking bag to heat up those last 20 degrees.
Mr. Big Food’s Dad and Mr. Big Food’s Mom treated us to a dinner at Star Canyon once. It was delightful. Kat was with us. None of the four grownups– then or now– likes to waste money, but we all do like to enjoy ourselves when given the opportunity. You should have seen Mr. Big Food’s Dad’s eyes when Kat ordered
the Cowboy Ribeye. They got about that <– BIG. She couldn’t have been more than 15 at the time and she was always a little thing. Sixteen ounces equals one pound. She finished every last bite. We still talk about it. Come to think of it, even as an adult, Kat doesn’t like to waste money but she does like to enjoy herself when given the opportunity.
Daughter C is home and so Missy is on her own. (We did let you-know-who out for a few minutes when C went somewhere. He enjoyed hanging out on the patio and smelling the hickory from the griller-turned-smoker.) How many things can you do with a rawhide chewie in addition to chewing it? Missy has a lot of energy.
We took them both to the pasture early this morning. Back in March, they’d each have to have been out there at least 40 minutes before it was safe to bring them inside. Now it’s 20– and that’s counting the time it takes to walk to the pasture gate.
Be right back. We’re going to sit outside for a minute before it gets too hot.
UPDATE: That didn’t last long. Let’s see what’s on T.V.
~~ The Miss Mississippi Pageant.
I’ve reached the point where I can no longer laugh. The Miss Mississippi Pageant is beautiful. There are some talented young women. The theatrics are great. But it’s not funny anymore.
What a great title for a blog, don’t you think? Shoestring Manor. To the Manor borne!
Aggie is at least if not more more into crappy old stuff than I am. One of her recent posts, which I hope will interest those of you who care for the textile arts, is about Peg Loom Weaving. Check it out.
I’ll be honest with you. I’m not exactly sure what’s going on. I was asked to make the brine. Even though we went over it this morning, there were some issues this afternoon. I called Mr. Big Food about the first and then winged the rest.
The chicken is brining in the pot in the back fridge. I get it now. Tomorrow, there will be brined BBQed chicken.
Oh, What a Life.
Meanwhile, I figured if I was going to be boiling brine, I might as well boil a simple syrup to give to those nasty hummingbirds.
I do not like humming birds. They are interesting, but I don’t like them.
big food. (That’s a joke. Ranch Style Beans is a ConAg product.)
See. If all you’d grown this year was one measly Baby Round Zucchini plant, and one night on your way out of Starkvegas you decided to skip going to the Hog, but you still needed a veggie to grill, and you ‘mentally’ scanned the garden, and you cut the Baby Round Zucchini that had accumulated in the crisper into thick slices… and brushed them with honey butter … . You would have enjoyed The Best Vegetable Ever.
While grilling, Mr. Big Food reported that the fire was really hot although he’d not built a particularly hot fire. It was fairly warm at 8pm. The termo-meter on the wall read about 99 but it had been sitting in the sun for a few hours.
During the day it was much warmer. The thermo-meter in the truck jumped at least five degrees from the Farm to Starkvegas. The place right before Rick’s Furniture on Stark Rd. has a time/temp/ad thing. It read 107.
So I was headed to Starkvegas and was passing a small van on the 4-lane and what do you know?
I saw this weird rock explosion and the next thing I knew the van’s left rear tire blew out, as I was passing. So I slowed down, watched in my rear view mirror, pulled over, backed up… . She was very nice. On our way to Rick’s Furniture where her husband works, we talked about how many kids we have and what we were planning for Independence Day. Of course, we talked about how hot is is. So early. She and her family are just going to lay low this holiday. So are we.
Mind you, I saw it happen.
Oh. I also told her about Daughter C’s battery/alternator problem and how some nice guy cutting his grass into whose yard she had landed had helped her.
The first thing she did was tell me she was o.k. And the next thing she did was thank me. She said that in today’s world, not too many people would have stopped. I find that hard to believe.
I haven’t exactly been on a roll lately, and I recognize that. Whew. At least we have a Farm.
Photo here. Recipe for Caraway Sausage (which is what Mr. Big Food used in this dish) here.
SAUSAGE STUFFING BAKE
1 ½ lbs bulk pork sausage (preferably homemade—see recipes in Basics section)
1 C packaged herb stuffing mix
1 C tart apples, pared and chopped fine
½ C celery, chopped fine
¼ C onion, chopped fine
2 Tbsp snipped parsley
2 Tbsp chili sauce (preferably homemade—see recipes in Basics section)
¼ tsp dry mustard
¼ tsp pepper
Preheat oven to 375o. Shape sausage into 12 patties, ¼ inches thick. Prepare stuffing according to package directions using ¼ C water and 2 Tbsp butter. Add apple, celery, onion, parsley, chili sauce, dry mustard, and pepper, tossing well. Arrange 6 of the sausage patties in a shallow baking pan. Top each with ½ C stuffing mixture, then another patty, and secure with wooden toothpicks through center. Bake about 45 minute or until done.
Large can sliced mushrooms, drained, liquid reserved
1 stick butter
Fry green onions in butter until soft but not browed. Add reserved green bean and mushroom liquids to onions, and cook down until only about 1 C liquid remains. Add green beans, and salt and pepper to taste, and let heat thoroughly. Add slivered almonds, and chopped pimento before serving.
Now that the Roberts Court has affirmed that the government has the power to mandate purchases of private goods and services as long as it’s structured as a tax, I propose that we put this new-found authority in the service of an explicit Constitutional right. For far too long, too many Americans have suffered from an inequal distribution of firearms, despite the Second Amendment’s express exhortation to “keep and bear arms,” in large part because income inequality in this nation has kept the poor and working classes from having the proper protection for themselves and their loved ones. We need to end this disparity now by applying the ObamaCare model immediately.
First, the government needs to issue a mandate that all households must own at least one firearm. We will need a federal agency to ensure that people aren’t just buying cheap BB guns or .22 pistols, even though that may be all they need or want. It has to be 9mm or above, with .44 magnums getting a one-time tax credit on their own. Let’s pick an agency known for its aptitude on firearms and home protection to issue required annual certifications each year, without which the government will have to levy hefty fines. Which agency would do the best job? Hmmmm … I know! How about TSA? With their track record of excellence, we should have no problems implementing this mandate.
Don’t want to own a gun? Hey, no worries. Supreme Court Chief Justice John Roberts says citizens have the right to refuse to comply with mandates. The government will just seize some of your cash in fines, that’s all. Isn’t choice great? Those fines will go toward federal credits that will fund firearm purchases for the less well off, so that they can protect their homes as adequately as those who can afford guns on their own. Since they generally live in neighborhoods where police response is appreciably worse than their higher-earning fellow Americans, they need them more anyway. Besides — gun ownership is actually mentioned in the Constitution, unlike health care, which isn’t. Obviously, that means that the federal government should be funding gun ownership.
For example, a species may use a putative threat display, which in the ethogram is given a descriptive name such as “head forward” or “bracing display”, and not “head forward threat” or “bracing threat”. This degree of objectivity is required because what looks like “courtship” might have a completely different function, and in addition, the same motor patterns in different species can have very different functions. Often, ethograms are hierarchical in presentation. The defined behaviours are recorded under broader categories of behaviour which may allow functional inference such that “head forward” is recorded under “Aggression”.
Sometimes, the definition of a behaviour in an ethogram may have arbitrary components. For example, “Stereotyped licking” might be defined as “licking the bars of the cage more than 5 times in 30 seconds”. The definition may be arguable, but if it is stated clearly, it fulfils the requirements of scientific repeatability and clarity of reporting and data recording.
Some ethograms are given in pictorial form and not only catalogue the behaviours but indicate the frequency of their occurrence and the probability that one behaviour follows another.
Rocky’s doing well leashless. But I want him to be comfortable on a tie-out. And so, I’ve taken to tying them both out first thing in the morning and last thing at night. Please keep in mind that they are dogs whose lives were made much better by coming out to the Farm. And that they do run Free when we say it’s okay.
I want them to become very very comfortable just hanging out around the house.
This is a poor photo but it still conveys what Rocky is up against, as the guard dog and all.
It was about here that I called him, repeatedly. Note the change in posture.
Rocky is a dog. We love him. We anthropomorphize his every action and expression. But at the end of the day, Rocky is a dog.
I’m on the Organic Consumers Association email list. Frankly, I do not share some of OCA’s concerns, but I do share in the Association’s hatred for Monsanto and the Big Monsanto (and others) – Big Government collusion. So I skim the emails just to keep up looking for a good laugh.
Today, at 12:11pm Central Time, while I was stewing over other things, I received my weekly newsletter. Here is the lead story in its entirety.
Obama Betrays Campaign Promise to Label Genetically Engineered Food
In 2007, Senator Obama, campaigning for the presidency in the Democratic primary, promised to label genetically engineered food.
Now, if you write the Obama for America campaign about GMO labels, you get this response:
“Genetically modified crops hold out the promise of benefits like increased production and reduced reliance on pesticides. At the same time, some Americans want more information to help them choose their food. President Obama understands these concerns and is considering additional steps in this area.”
What? How can he flip his position like that? What makes him believe Monsanto’s lies? Why isn’t he listening to the 9 out of 10 voters who want GMOs labeled? Is there anything we can do to get him back on our side before November?
The first step is to give Barack Obama a piece of our minds! Bill Maher did on his show last week, when he called the President out for breaking his campaign promise on GMO labels and putting Monsanto’s Michael Taylor in charge of food safety. Please tell the Obama for America campaign what you think about broken promises.
You can see why I don’t unsubscribe. What a hoot. I needed a good laugh today.
First and only question from many I could pose. Why does OCA assume that its entire readership shares the organization’s political stance? I lied. (Haha.) How are food labeling, wariness of GMOs, and hatred of Monsanto partisan issues? You’re just now figuring out Obama lies… ?