I know everyone’s excited about Kavanaugh– as well we should be. Let’s Celebrate! Celebrate! Dance to the Music! But here in the Real World the Story is that State Won!!!!! We Beat Auburn! This is what matters. This is what we want to matter. We “normals” want the outcomes of football games to be what
A sheet of menu cards I’d like to draw your attention to a few things. First, appreciate how accommodating Mr. Big Food is with respect to menu planning. Something for everyone. ABCVegVGF. We had to make a separate stop in our Tuesday is tailgate shopping day to get GF bread. [No sides are listed b/c
and we have! Well, Mr Big Food, The Dean, and I have. The others are new to the game. But it went extremely well. Fast efficient setup. No major problems. Well, Mara thought her boyfriend had died in a car accident but he showed up alive at the tailgate. Far more people turned out than
Food is in the coolers. Truck is packed. Now we’re just sitting around waiting until it’s time to leave. Nothing like experience to hone one’s tailgating skills. Shirts courtesy of Dyed & Co. Link coming. UPDATE: And here is the link to Dyed & Co.
Y’all come on down! Next Saturday, September 15th, for our first tailgate of the year. Bulldogs play the Louisiana Ragin’ Cajuns and the food is going to put the Cajuns to shame! A&S Tailgate located across the street from the MSU radio station. Can’t miss it. Tent says, “College of Arts & Sciences.” Mr. Big
We won. Yeah yeah. The football team won a game. Go Dawgs.
That’s not what I’m talking about.
We won. We won… if I may… BIG.
The food was awesome. We like to play off our opponents’ strengths– in this case South Carolina– and so there was She Crab Soup, and Frogmore Stew in a Corn Muffin (Yea, Kat!). And stuff. Stuffed peppers and tomatoes (Yea, Alix!). And Carolina BBQ. And perloo. That’s how you say it, “Per’-loo.”
(But that’s not how it’s really spelled. It’s really spelled p-i-l-a-u. It is hard to find this on the Internet. It is much easier to wake Mr. Big Food and say, “Hey! How do you spell ‘perloo’?” And if you ask loud enough– and repeatedly– Mr. Big Food will wake from his slumber and say, “P-i-l-a-u.” And the internet will confirm that Mr. Big Food knows what he is talking about with regard to how to properly spell ‘Perloo’.
Everyone really liked the Puppy Dawgs’ table (Yea, Daughter C!) and that we had Dawg water (Yea, Gil!). And a satellite television (Yea, me)!
As I have said, we know how to do this.
BIG thanks to Daughter C, Kat, The J-Man. Andrew. James, the visiting guest speaker. Evan, his wife (I’m no good with names) and their kids who Gil-sat. Carolyn and Tim who guarded the tailgater.
So! What happened in the World today while we were winning?
You know what pisses me off most about this shit? Excuse my language. It’s that Mr. Big Food, Daughter C, The J-Man, and I and everyone else that we are associated with actually know what the hell we are doing and we are having to ask for permission to do what we know how to
So. When one has a blog, one commits to following through on one’s published promises. So. Yeah yeah yeah. I promised a history of Mr. Big Food’s tailgating escapades. I offered an implicit promise of a chronicle (!) of this year’s take-that-LSU tail gate gumbo making shenanigans. And here it is Sunday evening. Friend Aaron is
Here at the Farm, “Big Food” doesn’t mean simply really really good food. Sometimes it means “BIG” as in a whole lot of food– enough to feed the crowd that shows up at the Mississippi State University College of Arts and Sciences tailgate before a big game. ~~ I wrote those words about five hours
Mr. mini-Hershey may have had his fill of the shrimp boil and moved on to attend to the details of his worthless life, but those of us worth our salt were still working today.We went to the Piglet this morning– the giveaway is up to $700!— and arrived home to a most horrific sight. After
I shucked 96 ears of corn. The husks filled up the wheelbarrow. When Mr. Big Food got home, we cut the ears in half and packaged them, 10 pieces to a bag. Pell City, AL We had supper, read our sentences, and commenced to cutting up and packaging sausage. 30 pounds of sausage Out! Out
We conducted some local business this morning. 10 gallons of water. 96 ears of corn. 2 big tubes of butter. Salt. 6 things of Zatarans. 1 case of #10 cans of potatoes. 21 bottles of tartar sauce. 1 case of cocktail sauce. Storage bags. 40 pounds or so of sausage. 2 dozen lemons. Black trash bags.
Episode 3This is the third year in a row Mr. Big Food & Co. will be hosting a tailgate for a State game. This one’s before the LSU game so he’s doing a shrimp boil– shrimp, potatoes, corn cobs, sausage, seasonings (without shrimp and sausage for the vegans). Tomorrow, Mr. Big Food and I will