|I will soon see Kat and will learn how to better photograph food.|
|I will soon see Kat and will learn how to better photograph food.|
LOCALLY HEAVY RAIN AND THUNDERSTORMS ARE EXPECTED ACROSS AREAS ALONG AND NORTHWEST OF THE NATCHEZ TRACE CORRIDOR THROUGH MIDDAY AS A FAST-MOVING LOW PRESSURE SYSTEM AFFECTS THE ARKLAMISS. TOTAL RAINFALL AMOUNTS SHOULD RANGE FROM 1 TO 3 INCHES WILL LOCALLY HIGHER AMOUNTS POSSIBLE. THESE HIGH RAINFALL TOTALS IN A SHORT AMOUNT OF TIME SHOULD LEAD TO PONDING OF WATER ISSUES IN LOW LYING AREAS AND ALSO SOME RISK OF FLASH FLOODING. A FLASH FLOOD WATCH IS IN EFFECT THROUGH NOON.
IN ADDITION… SEVERE THUNDERSTORMS WILL HAVE THE POTENTIAL TO PRODUCE DAMAGING WIND GUSTS TO 60 MPH…HAIL UP TO AN INCH IN DIAMETER…AND TORNADOES ARE NOT OUT OF THE QUESTION.
Crazy. We do need the rain, though.
|1:10pm CST and it’s still raining|
Melt shortening in skillet over medium heat and fry pork chops lightly on both sides. Top pork chops with sweet potato slices, sliced onion & sliced green pepper. Sprinkle with thyme, marjoram and salt & pepper, or creole seasoning. Pour tomatoes and liquid over all. Cover skillet. Reduce heat to low. Cook one hour or until chops and potatoes are done.
* Sidda, one of Daughter C’s two cats, died today– or late last night. What with conveying the news to C who’s already in North Carolina, digging the grave, piling rocks on it, comforting Snaps– her other cat– and trying to figure out what in the hell happened, I just didn’t feel like taking pics of supper.
Rest in Peace, Sidda. Rocky will miss your swipes at his nose. I will miss your incessant high pitched meowing and your annoying tendency to get between me and my book. I think Snaps is already missing you.
|A bottle sweater|
I still need to get a little something for Abby but I think it’s probably inappropriate to give a three year old a baby doll sweater promoting bourbon. What do you think?
|I’m looking forward to spending some time with Kat & my new camera.|
Having a husband who has a cousin who owns a Wine|Beer|Cigar Bistro is Big.
[Diagram that sentence!]
|From Harbrace Handbook of English, by John C. Hodges of the University of Tennessee; Copyright 1941 by Harcourt, Brace and Company, Inc., and printed in The United States of America; p 51|
|Note that the main sentence is, “Having a husband is Big.”|
Back in Oxford (Mississippi), Dir. Jordan Berger; A student documentary exploring the underground rap culture in Oxford, MS. An interesting view of this small town, told through a lens many people are not familiar with. WORLD PREMIERE
The Beacon (Mississippi), Dir. Camilla Ann Aikin; The Beacon is the story of a 52 year old diner, an Oxford, Mississippi institution. It is a place full of colorful characters and stories, fiercely loyal customers and employees, and deep ties to the South’s complicated past. WORLD PREMIERE.Proud Larry’s In Between the Scenes (Mississippi), Dir. Zachary Scott Thompson. Proud Larry’s is a great window into the Oxford Scene’s past and in its future. This short film highlights past memories of Oxford music scene veterans as well as those who are shaping the scene today. The music featured is provided by Oxford’s own Balance. WORLD PREMIERE.Sonny (UK), Dir. Sophie Smith, The historic Mississippi River town of Helena in the Arkansas Delta, has been the home of the longest running blues radio show in the world. The King Biscuit Time blues show, which began in 1941 has featured ‘Sunshine’ Sonny Payne as the DJ since 1951… WORLD PREMIERE.
To Live and Die in Avoyelles Parish (Mississippi), Dir. Joe York. The latest documentary from the Southern Foodways Alliance details a different hog-roasting celebration: the Cochon de Lait Festival. The annual Mother’s Day tradition sees some 30-odd hogs hoisted up on metal racks that resemble giant coat hangers and cooked for several hours near a roaring blaze. The results, named for the suckling pigs that often are used in the recipe, are tender white flesh encased in the crispy skin known as “cracklin.’”
The Oxford Film Festival is February 9-12, 2012.
|we enjoyed some Big wine|
|in Steiner Ranch, Texas.|
The wine was paired with some Big Food,
|Jeff & Kathryn.|
The photos I took of the main courses do not do them justice, and so I cannot post them. But trust me, the food was awesome. If you are in the neighborhood, go to Fion. Drop some names.
|I’m not saying you’ll get the back room next to the kitchen. but it’s worth a shot.|
|Planters are everywhere|
|folks who think there’s something beyond a Texas Vineyard. What would that be?|
|Camo. There was a whole family of them. I looked at their jackets and I think they were advertising their business. Nothing wrong with that.|
|Old Paint’s Cousin|
|Imagine this as a kitchen counter top. That’s all I’ll be doing. It’s expensive!|
|It just goes on & on.|
|When Mr. Big Food’s Dad brought this to my attention, I thought about getting it for Daughter C. But $18?!? Are you kidding me? And I don’t think it’s really “handmade.” Zoom in on the “T’s” and you’ll see what I mean. I sent her the photo. After all, it’s the thought that counts!|
|Quite possibly the smartest bench in Fredericksburg, ever.|
|“Z.Z. Top,” a Texas band|
|I don’t think there was a person who didn‘t have a candle.|
God Bless The Sovereign State of Texas.
|Merry Christmas (in Czech)!|
|Prepared for vanočka|
I’ll post the recipe soon so you, too, can enjoy some Czech vanočka!
UPDATED to correct multiple errors brought to my attention by Mr. Big Food’s Dad!
|Citation information at the original post|
|Take me back to (old) Texas|
In just a few years, I’ll really be able to use only first person pronouns to refer to this piece of property and the stuff on it.
Ha. I have fish in my lake and you don’t even have a lake. That’s lame. You don’t have a lake.
**Mr. Kant sent 50 pages on something he & I talked about. Gotta love those Kantians.
Listen to this advertisement and you’ll reasonably assume that what’s for sale is something forlorn, lonely, cute and cuddly … a stray puppy, perhaps.
“They’ve been mistreated and misunderstood for generations,” the ad begins. “Abusive owners have done severe damage and given these beautiful creatures a bad reputation.”
That’s how it’s supposed to sound. The owner of PRK Arms in Fresno, Calif., brainstormed this brilliant way to sell guns — and, so far, it’s worked.
“You can make a difference by giving a gun a loving home,” the ad says. “These guns want nothing more than to adore and protect you. So, please, have a heart. … PRK Arms has the kinds of guns that need a loving home more than anything else — like AK-47s, Glocks and the biggest selection of AR-15s in Fresno.” [my emphasis]
In mentioning the gameness of the Staffordshire, it is not the intention to tag him as a fighting machine, or to praise this characteristic. These points are discussed because they are necessary in giving the correct origin and history of the breed. The good qualities of the dogs are many, and it would be difficult for anyone to overstress them. … As to character, they exceed being dead game; nevertheless they should not be held in ill repute merely because man has been taking advantage of this rare courage to use them in the pit as gambling tools. These dogs are docile, and with a little training are even tractable around other dogs. They are intelligent, excellent guardians, and they protect their masters’ property with an air of authority that counts; they easily discriminate between strangers who mean well and those who do not. (p. 234) [my emphasis]
|An obedient young pit bull|
|A docile young pit bull|
*I can’t vouch for this source, but the site is very searchable.
Real world stuff intrudes on blogging time. Be back shortly.
|New Little Prayers Pop-up Book, reprinted in 1984, copyright Deans International Publishing|
I stumbled upon an interesting story in my search for information on the nursery rhyme, “Christmas is coming.” It’s from the Preface to the chapter on Faith in The Book of Virtues (1993), edited by William Bennett. A few of Bill’s words to set up the story:
A human being without faith, without reverence for anything, is a human being morally adrift. The world’s major religions provide time-tested anchors for drifters; they furnish ties to a larger reality for people on the loose. Faith can contribute important elements to the social stability and moral development of individuals and groups.
To parents who are themselves insecure in their faith and, like the nineteenth-century English radical John Thelwall, think it “unfair to influence a child’s mind by inculcating any opinions before it should have come to years of discretion, and be able to choose for itself,” there is an enlightening anecdote in Samuel Taylor Coleridge’s Table Talk for July 27, 1830. “I showed [John Thelwall] my garden, and told him it was my botanical garden. ‘How so?’ said he, ‘it is covered with weeds.’ — ‘Oh,’ I replied, ‘that is only because it has not yet come to its age of discretion and choice. The weeds, you see, have taken the liberty to grow, and I thought it unfair in me to prejudice the soil towards roses and strawberries.’ “ (p. 742)
The music to Christmas is Coming was composed by Edith Nesbit Bland in the late nineteenth century. The author of the lyrics is unknown but the popularity of this traditional Christmas song is handed down from generation to generation in the form of a nursery rhyme. The words of Christmas is coming reflects the Christmas festival of celebration of being a time of plenty but that charity should be given to the less fortunate according to the giver’s means!
Christmas is coming. My family and I will be enjoying more than our “fair” share of fine food and drink in the next few weeks. We are blessed. I’ll be stopping in at the Piglet* today to pick up some things for others who are less fortunate. I’ll drop them off at the county extension office.
We call our local Piggly Wiggly the “Piglet.” Some of the fellows who take our groceries out to the truck will say say good bye by saying, “Have a blessed day.” Christine at the Dollar General says the same.