We wound up discussing Blue Mountain coffee during last night’s podcast, and my podcasting partner Dianna Deeley heartily recommended this brand. She had received some as a Christmas gift and is greatly enjoying it.
Click on the image on the left to order some from Amazon.
Ummm, No.
I think so, Brain … but no one seems to be taking any of the horseradish jelly beans.
Not all of America is a Latté Desert. While I was on vacation, I had an excellent latté at a coffee shop called Bean Me Up in Tiptonville, Tennessee. 
My son and I are in Tennessee for a family reunion. Will did some exploring on the Interwebz and found a listing for J’s Hole in the Wall, a barbecue joint over the line in Bryant, Alabama.
Will had a pulled pork platter, and I had grilled chicken. The food was excellent and the service cheerful.
5 stars.
Do these grow up to be roosters?
Coffee comes in five descending stages: Coffee, Java, Jamoke, Joe, and Carbon Remover.
—Robert Heinlein
The Food and Drug Administration has announced that it will no longer regulate the standard for French Dressing. The reduction of red tape will certainly speed the restocking of store shelves with this vital condiment.
I buy several varieties of roasted beans and grind them immediately before brewing a pot of coffee, and I use these Veken Coffee Canisters to keep the beans fresh. The 22 oz stainless steel containers are airtight.
It’s Cyber Monday, and Amazon has got great deals.
Crickets in my pie crust? Really, WaPo?
Democracy Diets Die in Derpness™
No. I believe we’ll stick with my son’s pie recipe.
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.
Canada is releasing 50 million pounds of maple syrup from its national stockpile in an attempt to deal with a global shortage of the precious fluid.
Over the past decade, there were times when there were nearly two dozen Kimberlin-related web domains in operation. While The Dread Deadbeat Publisher Kimberlin still has a few going, most have failed. The TKPOTD from two years ago today announce one of those failures.
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One of the wacko moonbat causes Brett Kimberlin has tried to promote on the Internet is the campaign against GMO food. He had a website called citizensagainstgmo dot com. I say “had” because he allowed the registration to lapse earlier this summer after not having posted anything new on the site for several years.
The domain has been reregistered by a Chinese company. Don’t go there even if you have extremely robust antivirus protection. The thumb drive containing the OS I used to take this screenshot has been destroyed rather than risk using again.
Another one bites the dust.
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That wasn’t my only post about citizensagainstgmo dot com. The first was Brett Kimberlin and Vitamin A Deficiency.
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One of the most promising genetically engineered crops that has become available over the past decade or so is golden rice. It has been modified to produce beta-carotene, a precursor of vitamin A. This is an important innovation for the third world where where vitamin A deficiency kills upwards of 600,000 children under 5 each year.
It is also a major bête noire of the anti-GMO food crowd.
Take a look at this:
This is a page from the website citizensagainstgmo dot com. It lists golden rice as number 5 among the top 10 GMO food products.
This site is hosted on the same server as the sites for Justice Through Music Project, Velvet Revolution US, Breitbart Unmasked, NRAWatch, Pussy Riot Defense Fund, and other Kimberlin-related sites.
Hmmmmm.
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Why does these people hate poor children living in the third world?
My son just brought in the first of this season’s blueberries from our yard.
It’s time to take a break. Now, where did I put the half-and-half.
Ham and olives and dried blueberries.
And Irish coffee.
Give me liberty or … Ooooo … a jelly donut!
—Homer Simpson
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