Non-meat eaters scare the hell out of me.
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You've lost me Rooster. Does that mean that they eat vegetables, except for White Castles, and Vienna Sausages?
Wonder who would buy it? Tiger Woods?
Well, she is a nutcase after all. Believe me, even her own daughters think she has lost it (for many other reasons).
Yeah but my sister (In-law) is a veggie-terian... But is the salt of the earth. My sister of nearing 40 years.
Just got off the horn with Ymmot. Sends his love and respect. Said he'd figure out how to get back for Football and likely use the mute if political nonsense doesn't subside. Good to talk freely about worldly things. Even with opinions like elbows, having two arms were not enough elbows. Now enlightened I "feel smarter all of a sudden."
Strangely, I've never cared very much about what anybody else eats.
One of my favorite things to do is mow the lawn. I got a 66 inch zero turn Everride mower 11 years ago and it still does a great job. Wear the headset radio listen to sports radio and get the job done. Nice day here today and going to be even better tomorrow.
Sorry about the verbal maze. Pescatarians target veggies, fish & shellfishes. BTW That's a fine menu. Sliders and weenies too. Personally, I won't complain about any menu I'm not part of.
Good morning from ATX. Currently 73°F and mainly clear skies. We should top out at 89°F before this next front moves in. Received a little rain yesterday. It's all good.
Happy Friday!
Wishing all our D-League members continued happiness and good health.
Happy Friday!
Wishing all our D-League members continued happiness and good health.
It becomes a problem when you don't know what it is they can eat when preparing food for family who visit and you find out this is their new life style. I never knew until just recently she had changed eating habits (never paid attention). Wife was complaining about preparing for her mother because she is allergic to many vegetables and fruits and berries.
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Morning D. Salutations from the shanty.
More coffee.................................................................................
More coffee.................................................................................
Good morning D-League. 57° and overcast here with an expected high of 68° today.
Bert’s weather report at the shanty. 75° heading to 77° with cloud cover leftover from the rain yesterday and last night. Sally left a parting gift of 3.75 inches of the wet stuff as she came barreling through on her trip from Al/Fl.
Now, if I can just get Austin to deliver some of those cheeseburgers.🤔
Now, if I can just get Austin to deliver some of those cheeseburgers.🤔
Good Friday morning
The weekend is around the corner. Should be a nice one weather wise. It is cooler a little bit each day. Currently we have 77° with a mix of clouds and sun, more sun than clouds. Our high will reach 84° with about a 20% chance of rain. We had a a nice shower yesterday afternoon. It brightened up the lawn after a good mowing in the morning.
I am going to open up my email and see what's new, trust all have a nice day.
The weekend is around the corner. Should be a nice one weather wise. It is cooler a little bit each day. Currently we have 77° with a mix of clouds and sun, more sun than clouds. Our high will reach 84° with about a 20% chance of rain. We had a a nice shower yesterday afternoon. It brightened up the lawn after a good mowing in the morning.
I am going to open up my email and see what's new, trust all have a nice day.
We'll give it the old college try.
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Coincidentally, we grabbed cheeseburgers last night from In-N-Out. Love their burgers and hate their fries.
I pretty much fall into that category. I don't understand the mind of a vegetarian but don't concern myself with it. I have been exposed to most every type of food on earth and enjoyed all of them. Like anybody I have my favorites and the simpler the better. I love my vienna sausages, (had a can yesterday), love smoked mullet and roe, Eat oysters right out of the Gulf. ox tail soup, grilled ribeyes, BBQ, and the list goes on. I have eaten at Patsy's in New York City but enjoyed eating at grandma's table just as much. Probably more.
I enjoy seafood and meat much too much to ever be a vegetarian. And I love all vegetables too, including broccoli. Speaking of Patsy's I hope they survive COVID-19. I understand they are in serious trouble with the shut down.
Thought I could pick one up and we all could pick up @warrior-cat and go fishing together in one of his ponds 😊
When it comes to food, I figure why limit myself to only a few choices.
We expect more than this!
How is the shanty? Is you coffee good or bad?
Fess up.
Oh a lot better on the second try.
Good Morning D
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TGIF
It is a cool 65.3°F on our way to a sunny 72°. Contrary to Catfaninsc good rain we got nuttin' and we have no chance of rain until next Tuesday.
On food: I grew up on a farm on the edge of Park City, KY. Our house was on 3rd street. Our victory garden was about 3 acres and that did not count the corn patch. We grew our own beef, pork and chickens. Mom and aunts and uncles put up hundreds of jars of veggies and we had a big 23 cu.ft. freezer for meats and fruits. Dad salted down the hams and bacon in the smoke house. We had pear, apple and peach trees in the barn yard along with briar patches full of blackberries. In May dad would get bags of dry land fish and poke, dandelion et.al. The domestic meats were supplemented with frog legs, cat fish, rabbits, squirrels and quail (my 8th birthday gift was a shotgun). The king and queen of England's diet was far less than ours and I will bet it did not taste half as good as moms.
Also mom did not ask us what we wanted to eat, we ate what she fixed and I was one of those 5'11" 130 pounder that went back for seconds and thirds. My sister was a skinny 5'7" girl that could eat someone out of house and home. Every morning I ate 10 biscuits to go with gravy, bacon or sausage or ham along with three or four eggs. Dad specialized in the meat cooking and gravy and mom did the eggs and biscuits. By lunch I would be starving. I never knew what hungry was, but I also knew how to hoe tobacco, pick corn, bail hay, plow ground etc.
No kid ever had a better childhood than Bert.
On food: I grew up on a farm on the edge of Park City, KY. Our house was on 3rd street. Our victory garden was about 3 acres and that did not count the corn patch. We grew our own beef, pork and chickens. Mom and aunts and uncles put up hundreds of jars of veggies and we had a big 23 cu.ft. freezer for meats and fruits. Dad salted down the hams and bacon in the smoke house. We had pear, apple and peach trees in the barn yard along with briar patches full of blackberries. In May dad would get bags of dry land fish and poke, dandelion et.al. The domestic meats were supplemented with frog legs, cat fish, rabbits, squirrels and quail (my 8th birthday gift was a shotgun). The king and queen of England's diet was far less than ours and I will bet it did not taste half as good as moms.
Also mom did not ask us what we wanted to eat, we ate what she fixed and I was one of those 5'11" 130 pounder that went back for seconds and thirds. My sister was a skinny 5'7" girl that could eat someone out of house and home. Every morning I ate 10 biscuits to go with gravy, bacon or sausage or ham along with three or four eggs. Dad specialized in the meat cooking and gravy and mom did the eggs and biscuits. By lunch I would be starving. I never knew what hungry was, but I also knew how to hoe tobacco, pick corn, bail hay, plow ground etc.
No kid ever had a better childhood than Bert.
My parents were the same way Bert. You either ate what they fixed or you went hungry. You learned real fast not to be picky, as hearing your stomach growl wasn't much fun.
edit: I couldn't get the Red Rocket out my head.
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We all probably had a car when we were young we would like to have today. When I was a student at UK I had this 1956 Ford 2dr Victoria hardtop. I bought it for $500 cash on the barrel head in 1962. . A great little car for a college boy. And it was fast
This is how I ate as a boy. I would eat a huge meal three times a day and not gain a pound. My mother was a an outstanding cook and baker. We seldom went out to eat at a restaurant. There were no fast food restaurants. I was 17 years old before I saw a McDonalds. I remember the first McDonalds hamburger I ate. I wondered where was the meat? Mama made hamburgers that looked like the one's Austin posts when he says good morning from Austin, TX
At school you always found somebody who would not eat something on their plate so folks like me who would eat anything would go around the lunch room and scrape what they didn't want on our plate. When we had tamale pie I was in hog heaven because I knew four boys who would not touch it. Milk was 2 cents a bottle at school so I would buy 4 and drink down a quart of milk. Ah what a time to grow up
This got me thinking. I do not remember my mother ever asking anyone what they wanted for supper or any meal.
This is what my first car looked like. Dad bought it for me right before I went to basic. While at basic, he was telling me on the phone that he was wanting a new tractor, but didn't have enough for a good down payment. I told him to go get what he needed out of my checking account and get his tractor. I said you got me the car, so this is the least I can do.We all probably had a car when we were young we would like to have today. When I was a student at UK I had this 1956 Ford 2dr Victoria hardtop. I bought it for $500 cash on the barrel head in 1962. . A great little car for a college boy. And it was fast
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My mother would fix our favorite meal or what we asked for on our birthday. Other than that we showed up for supper and enjoyed. For my birthday supper, I always asked for fried shrimp, oysters and scallops. My own little seafood platter. And mama always made home made french fries to go with it.
I remember my first time having beef liver and hating it. After my mother fixed it a few more times, I got to where I actually liked it.
This is not mine but one just like my first car.
I love it, fried calf's liver and onions are something I have often. But not my wife. In fact I am the only one that has it at my house. She was raised in a family that would not eat organ meat of any kind. No chicken gizzards or liver of any kind.
So when I would come home from being on the road and I smelled a platter of chicken gizzards cooking I knew she wanted something or had been to the department store. I had liver and onions a couple of nights ago. All by my lonesome but loving every bite.
First car a 1964 Impala convertible like this one $500 cash in 1970. I was a freshman at UK.
I got mom and dad's hand me down '55 Chevy Bel Aire 8 cylinder. Oh I wish I had it today, except it was four door instead of a hard top.We all probably had a car when we were young we would like to have today. When I was a student at UK I had this 1956 Ford 2dr Victoria hardtop. I bought it for $500 cash on the barrel head in 1962. . A great little car for a college boy. And it was fast
We skinny guys were special because we could sin and never have to pay the price until later on in life.
Food and party was what drove my family. Most of the folks on dad's side of the family were skinny and they ate everything. Most played a guitar or banjo and sang. There was never an occasion not ready for a feast or a party.
The Higginbotham's for 500 years before prohibition were distillers. After prohibition and the creation of Mammoth Cave National Park (the park took the spring) my folks would make sorghum molasses in the fall. We loved molasses, but the Higginbotham's would take the blackstrap molasses skimming's put it in a barrel along with some yeast. In about two weeks the liquid in the barrels would set your hair on fire. I don't know the proof as I was not allowed to try it, but it set their hair on fire. The conversations were vivid and wonderful with a bunch of high Higginbotham's on homemade rum. (My ancestors made rum for the king back in Barbados.)
My Uncles on the Higginbotham side were all farmers, but during the winter they would build a house and sell it. There was no part of the year that my folks did not require my labor, summer in the fields and winter in the houses. The houses were fueled by alcohol, except my dad was a Southern Baptist deacon, he stayed sober so the walls were straight. When the work was over it was time for food and fun.
I had the best rearing known to man.
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