Always frosty around the solstice.
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Always frosty around the solstice.
I am 69 and never had any whisky. I had an uncle that I stayed with while I was working at Paducah on I-24, he really liked it, we would stop at the liquor store just about every time we wen to Barkley Dam fishing. I am not sure what he was drinking, VO or Barton?
You can never show me disrespect from food. I am a person who eats mullet gizzards and roe. They are delicious. Roll them in cracker meal, salt and black pepper them then put in hot grease and fry them with your fish.No disrespect Sir but this came to mind... Crow Gizzards...
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Bert will like this. I had an uncle Walter Samuel Rich like that named after our common grandfather. Unlike Bert, I like fishing too so I your uncle is prolly kin. You too. btw I'm 69 and haven't had any hard liquor since Hollerween. I can enjoy an adult beverage. I have zero desire to enjoy too much and know the difference.
Old Grand-Dad 114 is wonderful, you just have to "measure" it out. That stuff will kick you in the butt.
The reason that I have some is that Ymmot came down and gave it to me.
Hell, even Ymmot can't handle it!
I really will. If it doesn't taste good I keep pouring the salt on it until it does. Enough salt will make anything taste good. Or hot pepper
Sawnee reminds me of my grandfather in that way. Would eat anything. Pigs feet, souse, possum, groundhog, raccoon, even frog heads. Probably his favorite was fish eggs, and I learned to like it too.
You got the IQ in the family. I got the whisky genes.
I miss Ymmot. What I would give to see him posting during a basketball game this season. That would be worth the price of admission.
Hell we are probably kin also?
Speaking of roe, has any D eaten Bluegill roe?
Funny story. I use to travel a lot in my work and flew all over the country. One afternoon my wife mentioned to me that I should bring back a little something on my trips.
So I am in Baton Rouge getting ready to go to the airport and suddenly I remember what she said. So I looked and looked for a gift shop but nothing. Finally I saw a grocery store and decided to check it out. In this store were jars and jars (big jars) of pig parts. Pig feet, pig tails, pig ears and pig lips. All pickled in a vinegar based hot sauce. So a light went on in my little brain. The wife wants a gift so how about a very large jar of pig lips. For some reason I thought that would be a good idea.
WRONG. I showed up at the door with that big jar under my arms and thought I would get a welcome kiss home. I got a "what is THAT". Pig lips, my love. Pickled and ready to eat. Not only would she not eat them with me she would not let me open them up in the house.
What a day on the D, "IF YOU AIN'T EATING, THEN YOU AIN'T D!!!!!
Yes. I’ve eaten every kind we catch around here, except carp. Those fish are nasty. Sucker eggs are the best.
Funny story. I use to travel a lot in my work and flew all over the country. One afternoon my wife mentioned to me that I should bring back a little something on my trips.
So I am in Baton Rouge getting ready to go to the airport and suddenly I remember what she said. So I looked and looked for a gift shop but nothing. Finally I saw a grocery store and decided to check it out. In this store were jars and jars (big jars) of pig parts. Pig feet, pig tails, pig ears and pig lips. All pickled in a vinegar based hot sauce. So a light went on in my little brain. The wife wants a gift so how about a very large jar of pig lips. For some reason I thought that would be a good idea.
WRONG. I showed up at the door with that big jar under my arms and thought I would get a welcome kiss home. I got a "what is THAT". Pig lips, my love. Pickled and ready to eat. Not only would she not eat them with me she would not let me open them up in the house.
This one about my grandma. She used to eat potted meat until she read what the ingredients were. When she got to beef lips, she said “SHEEWW”. Never ate it again.
The young lady on the left "primping" her hair is Farrah Fawcet. Photo taken 1967 in the Mayfair House at University of Texas-Austin.
Fried Bluegill eggs? Poor man's (country boy's) caviar? Once or twice out by Kentucky Lake nearly 40 years ago. Not bad.
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We need to get a pair of eagles. Got four chickens and haven’t gotten any eggs in two weeks. Yet the wife keeps feeding them. I’m ready to put the flower bed scratching rascals in the pot.
Well, there's your gizzard opportunity.
The 1990 movie with Matthew Modine? Pretty good movie. Been years since I've seen it. Might look it up.
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They put the Belle on display at the Air Force Museum outside Dayton, OH about two years ago. Seems I read where it took a number of years to restore it. I've seen it there a couple of times.
Can’t handle gizzards. Seen my mama pull too many of the slimy things out of chickens and wild turkeys. My Pa would have disowned me if he knew that though.
Her swimsuit poster is still the best selling poster of all-time with over 12 million sold. I had one.The young lady on the left "primping" her hair is Farrah Fawcet. Photo taken 1967 in the Mayfair House at University of Texas-Austin.
I like gizzards, liver not so much. I do like calf liver and prefer it raw. Don't care much for kidneys either. My favorite food growing up was the gray squirrel. Mammaw made squirrel stews, pies, casseroles, southern fried, glazed in an oven. Anyway it could be prepared it was. It could be served for any meal. My Papaw showed me hollers where family planted scattered walnut and chestnut trees and let the squirrels produce the groves in top secret locations. They had chickens for eggs, ate hunted wildlife, wild caught fish and sold the tobacco for cash. I'm a truly omnivorous creature and every bite a blessing.
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Except for the liver, you just described me. Grew up eating whatever was easiest to catch and available. That’s why I prefer those things now as I’m getting older. Fried squirrel, biscuits and gravy is still one of my favorite things. Nobody made it better than my grandma.
Just got my LG&E bill (late Christmas mail delivery). They slipped in a notice to customers that they're seeking an 11.6% increase in electricity and an 8.3% increase in gas. Great news right before Christmas. Evil bastards.
My wife wouldn’t let me keep my poster after we married. Don’t know why.
That's the one. I'm guessing over half the freshmen at Haggin Hall had one hanging on their walls back then.
Beautiful sunset in Mt. Vernon, KY today.
Believe that would be looking out towards/ over Lake Cumberland, is that right?Beautiful sunset in Mt. Vernon, KY today.
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