Jesse James' Birthday
It's Jesse James' birthday, which we notice and discuss, but don't actually celebrate -- even though we're having pulled pork tonight, which sounds like it could be part of a Jesse James Commemorative dinner, but isn't, really.
Nah, we're having the pulled pork not in honor of Jesse James, but in recognition of the fact that we're having company tonight for dinner but the cook won't be home till about dinner time, and the way I make pulled pork, it'll be ready when I get there.
Here's how: Put bunch of pork in slow cooker. Cover with bottle of good barbecue sauce. Turn slow cooker on, low. Go to work.
Then, later, I'll toast the whole-wheat buns and mix up some coleslaw. Dinner. Done.
I'm using Stubb's Famous Barbecue Sauce today -- oh, the delight and rejoicing when the Giant Eagle started carrying it!
The bottle itself is impressive -- Stubb's intelligent face, framed by quotations: "Ladies and gentlemen, I'm a cook," for instance, and "My life is in these bottles." Stubb, hero of Lubbock and Austin, is dead now, but he was more than a cook.
Ah, Texas barbecue. We'll be happy, the guests will be happy (they've been told what we're having and are suitably cheered). Thank you, Stubb.
Cousins please note: I certainly do not intend my adulation of Stubb's Famous Barbecue Sauce in ANY WAY to be interpreted as a slur upon the excellent barbecue made by Cousin Stormy! Absolutely not! If Stormy put his stuff up in bottles I would buy it! Right quick! And I'm just grateful that, being a member of the family, I get to eat it, when I'm back in East Texas! I mean it!
(Ok, that should cover it.)
It's Friday, though, so in order to earn the pulled pork -- a meat product, I notice -- I'll have to work on the Leper Bandages some. More on that later, but I'll just say now that Many Organizations on Campus were very Pleased to Learn of the Leper Bandage Project.
I believe that was your knitting content.
Back to food: redfox, of Hungry Tiger, provides us with this excellent link to a Japanese Pizza site, which, she advises us, should be followed past page one. I did that, and believe me, pages two and three are worth it. Num.
Nah, we're having the pulled pork not in honor of Jesse James, but in recognition of the fact that we're having company tonight for dinner but the cook won't be home till about dinner time, and the way I make pulled pork, it'll be ready when I get there.
Here's how: Put bunch of pork in slow cooker. Cover with bottle of good barbecue sauce. Turn slow cooker on, low. Go to work.
Then, later, I'll toast the whole-wheat buns and mix up some coleslaw. Dinner. Done.
I'm using Stubb's Famous Barbecue Sauce today -- oh, the delight and rejoicing when the Giant Eagle started carrying it!
The bottle itself is impressive -- Stubb's intelligent face, framed by quotations: "Ladies and gentlemen, I'm a cook," for instance, and "My life is in these bottles." Stubb, hero of Lubbock and Austin, is dead now, but he was more than a cook.
Ah, Texas barbecue. We'll be happy, the guests will be happy (they've been told what we're having and are suitably cheered). Thank you, Stubb.
Cousins please note: I certainly do not intend my adulation of Stubb's Famous Barbecue Sauce in ANY WAY to be interpreted as a slur upon the excellent barbecue made by Cousin Stormy! Absolutely not! If Stormy put his stuff up in bottles I would buy it! Right quick! And I'm just grateful that, being a member of the family, I get to eat it, when I'm back in East Texas! I mean it!
(Ok, that should cover it.)
It's Friday, though, so in order to earn the pulled pork -- a meat product, I notice -- I'll have to work on the Leper Bandages some. More on that later, but I'll just say now that Many Organizations on Campus were very Pleased to Learn of the Leper Bandage Project.
I believe that was your knitting content.
Back to food: redfox, of Hungry Tiger, provides us with this excellent link to a Japanese Pizza site, which, she advises us, should be followed past page one. I did that, and believe me, pages two and three are worth it. Num.
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