Ham and olives and dried blueberries.
And Irish coffee.
Ham and olives and dried blueberries.
And Irish coffee.
Give me liberty or … Ooooo … a jelly donut!
I had a nice sandwich made from Thanksgiving leftovers.
And now for my second cup of coffee …
I usually roast a turkey on the grill using either hickory or mesquite, but this year, the gathering at stately Hoge Manor is just my son and me. The main dish today is a venison roast that my son has prepared based on a recipe handed down by Mrs. Hoge.We now have more space in the freezer, and Saturday is opening day.
UPDATE—The roast was an excellent headliner for the menu. The Gentle Reader can see from the photo that we had zucchini and yellow squash with onions. The other side dishes were corn, asparagus, and mashed potatoes. Dessert was fig and date milk shakes.
I think I’m ready for a nap.
My parents grew up in a small town in Tennesse. A few years after they married, one of my father’s cousins (actually, a first cousin once removed) married my mother’s sister. Their children are my first cousins on my mother’s side and second cousins once removed on my father’s.
Are you following me so far?
Both my father’s and my mother’s families arrived in the colonies prior the Revolution. A few years ago, one of my aunts on my mother’s side decided that she’d like to join the Daughters of the American Revolution. When she went looking for a Revolutionary War ancestor, she found that she (and my mother, of course) were descended from my father’s great-great-great-great-grandfather who had been in the Pennsylvania militia at Valley Forge. My father and my mother were fifth cousins. That means those first cousins of mine are also fifth cousins twice removed on my mother’s side and fifth cousins once removed on my father’s side.
It also means that I’m my mother’s fifth cousin once removed and my own sixth cousin.
And none of the family has ever lived in West Virginia.
Alas, we are no longer holding the gatherings of four or five generations of the family for a potluck on the Sunday of Thanksgiving weekend. This year’s Thanksgiving dinner will just be for my son and me, not enough people to justify doing a whole turkey on the grill. We’ll have a venison roast prepared using one of the recipes Mrs. Hoge left for us.
I look forward to a larger gathering next year.
If we took the bones out, it wouldn’t be crunchy, would it?
—Terry Jones as Mr. Milton
I think so, Brain … but is there much of a market for pumpkin spice peanut butter?
This stuff is pretty good—
Many’s a long night I’ve dreamed of cheese — toasted mostly.
—Robert Louis Stevenson
If you’re having trouble finding Goya products at your local supermarket because of increased demand, Amazon has plenty of their products in stock, including their excellent black beans.
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Over at Instapundit, Helen Smith has an Amazon link to a book titled How to Cook a Wolf. (BTW, that link should provide credit to Instapundit if you buy the book.)
That title reminded me of the first gift I bought for Mrs. Hoge. We met in New York, and for our third date we went walking around midtown Manhattan together. One of the places we stopped was a Barnes & Noble store. We found this book on the remaindered table. She thought it looked interesting, and I bought it for her.
Poets have been mysteriously silent on the subject of cheese.
—G. K. Chesterton
The 24-lb bird is now roasting on the Weber grill.
UPDATE—Done with a citrus brine, chili rub, and mango/onion stuffing, it was the flavor hit of the pot luck.
Here’s the recipe for my son William’s Thanksgiving Pie—
Make the filing of equal amounts of Stayman Winesap and Pink Lady apples tossed together with Grade B maple syrup (that’s the dark kind with extra solids). Put the filing in a pie shell and add the lattice top made of butcher cut bacon. The bacon will shrink while cooking, so the ends will initially droop over the edge of the pie shell. Bake in a 350 °F oven until the shell and bacon are done. Put a drip pan under the pie to catch drips from the bacon.
I know, you want to make a citizen’s arrest of anyone whose menu lists “Idaho potato baked in it’s skin,” but you can’t.
—Roy Blount, Jr.
Narf! Brain … pumpkin spice kimchee?!?
… the Internet’s Newspaper of Record takes note of a seasonal folly …
Something for the pumpkin spice addicts—
UPDATE—My Viking ancestors were unavailable for comment.
I think so, Brain … but I burned 2,000 calories while napping when I left a pan of brownies in the oven.
Left-wing organizer Saul Alinsky’s Rule 5 states that “Ridicule is man’s most potent weapon.” Kamala Harris set herself up for a dose of ridicule by allowing this obviously staged picture to be tweeted.Pro Tip #1: Experienced cooks don’t leave the packaging for raw chicken lying on a kitchen counter.
Pro Tip # 2: If you want an article of clothing to appear to be something used everyday, wash it at least once in order to remove the “just out of the box” creases.
Stacy McCain’s Rule 5 states that “Everybody loves a pretty girl.” Here’s a picture that ran in the Carroll County Times several years ago when Mrs. Hoge was running a personal cheffing business.
As noted in the Babylon Bee, Republicans colluded with Reality to defeat the Green Nude Eel. The vote was 0-57. All of the Republicans voted against it, as did three Democrats and one Independent. All the other Democrats and the other Independent voted “present.” That included the bill’s sponsor and all its cosponsors. It included all the senators who had endorsed the Green Nude Eel in connection with their candidacies for the party’s 2020 presidential nomination.
These remarks by Senator Lee (R-UT) are a fair summary of the Republican objections to the bill.
The Second Law of Thermodynamics was available for comment and noted, “There ain’t no such thing as a free lunch.”
The New York Post reports that snack food sales have increased in states that have legalized recreational marijuana.
Hmmm. There may be some potential economic opportunities resulting from the munchies.
I’m buying more popcorn futures.
If Bordeaux red wines were carbonated, McDonald’s would be a lot more interested in selling them.
And it’s a great source of sparkles!