Almost Summer. Summer. Still Summer. Christmas. We have officially entered Still Summer. That’s without the heat index– not that that matters. Hardest hit? Poor Tiger.
I heard about this on NOAA weather radio the other day.
It is only 85° at 11:08am. Yet the heat index is 106°. The relative humidity is 84%, there is light drizzle and the sun is shining. I do not think I’ve ever seen a 20+ degree difference between the temperature and heat index before. Carry on.
That’s what NOAA Weather Radio is telling me this morning.
That was Mr. Big Food yesterday evening– positively giddy. He said this was his favorite time of year. Moussaka with homegrown eggplant. Stuffed green peppers. Fresh lemon cucumbers for the salad. Home. Grown. Tomatoes. What would life be without homegrown tomatoes? I cannot argue with his sentiment.
It’s almost like the weather folks are bored. No matter. Patio and outdoor kitchen are buttoned up except for a few plants on the picnic table. Bunkhouse is tidied up and ready to receive occupants should we have to bug out of the Big House. Frankly, I’m not seeing it. The low pressure of the
So I’ve been seeing these crazy numbers, having fun with them, but thinking they can’t possibly be correct– just like those 197 lightening strikes in the past 48 hours. But apparently it really does feel like 121 out there. I will not be engaged in any strenuous activity. Just for sh*ts & giggles, I took
Simmer down. I happened to watch the weather forecast on the television set with Mr. Big Food this morning. I kid you not, Joel said something like, “It’s July in Mississippi. You already know what I’m going to say.” And sure enough, we did. Hot. Humid. Heat Index over 100. The news is there’s a
en Record. Mississippi summer. 80 degrees before 8am.
Quiz: Which feels like feels worse? a) 90°F, 54% humidity, with heat index of 102° b) 84°, 84% humidity (and rising), with heat index of 96° The correct answer, boys & girls, is ‘b’. We had a passing shower.
Good morning. Independence Day is right around the corner.
97. Ninety-seven degrees on the Fahrenheit scale. Just letting you know.
Heat index. I told the Farm Hand he was not going to go to the fence line down at the bottom of the Pond Pasture to weed wack and chainsaw. There will be no heat exhaustion on my watch.
Originally posted late June, 2016. This was spectacular! I changed up the recipe– from Serve it Cold! A Cookbook of Delicious Cold Dishes (1968)– a bit and I’ll make note. The recipe makes extensive reference to fat– trimming it, skimming it. We just bought a half fully cooked smoked ham, like a Jeno turkey ham
Originally posted late June, 2016. This time I’ll use frozen stewed tomatoes and puree them in the blender. Created as a dodge for New York’s Sunday morning liquor laws, this zesty, pick-me-upper has become very popular on the brunch menu at the Rainbow Room. This recipe is from Serve It Cold! A Cookbook of
Heat index (HI) @10:23am is 94°. Mr. Big Food suggested that we call it a day outside. I feel like a wimp, but agreed. Turns out, some years back I spent three or four days thinking about the heat index and how it’s calculated. Here’s a tidbit. The HI was not even a thing until
It is 9:20am central time. It is 85°F. The heat index is 92°. Just letting you know. Wishing you all the best from Mississippi, Marica
Let the fragrant summer breeze,And the leaves of locust trees, And the apple-buds and -blossoms, and the wings of honey bees,All palpitate with glee,Till the happy harmonyBrings back each childish joy to you and me from “A Song of Long Ago,” in Riley Farm-Rhymes with Country Pictures by James Whitcomb Riley (1883)
A HUGE hit! Served with Tomato sambal and toasted pita. CURRIED CHICKEN AND GRAPE SALAD serves 6 3 cups diced cooked chicken 1 1/2 cup thinly sliced celery 1 cup green grapes 2 Tbsp. lemon juice 1 1/4 tsp. salt 1/4 tsp. black pepper 1 1/2 tsp. curry powder (use the best sweet curry you can