tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35716861982436148222024-03-02T10:30:31.540-07:00Things wot I Made Then AteAn attempt to return to basics in food preparation.Chip Ahoyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12597726289890879627noreply@blogger.comBlogger4538125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3571686198243614822.post-68009150520771719412021-04-06T17:48:00.000-06:002021-04-06T17:48:06.076-06:00St. Joseph's<p>I am in hospital. Intensive care for right now. Little problem with heart, lungs, kidneys. They all failed together. Heart surgery tomorrow.</p><p>I told the ambulance crew, the emergency crew, the intensive care crew that I am terrified. </p><p>They said, "You are a seriously complex case, in need of deep sorting. Please do not be filled with worry. We got this. By the way, who is your next of kin? What is their telephone number?" </p><p>Now see, that right there doesn't match. </p><span><a name='more'></a></span><p>This isn't my first time. I've been in this hospital at least fifteen times. The entire building has changed. I've avoided for a very long time. I see improvements in every single aspect of this experience. So much more is now automatic. </p><p>I notice, the communication between crews is outstanding. To a person, everybody is much younger than myself. Every single person I've encountered is outstanding. Believe it or not, the food is excellent. Except mine doesn't have any salt. Otherwise, very good cooks. I just now had the most delicious meal ever. But I can only take one bite of any given thing. Still, quite impressive. </p><p>The equipment is all upgraded. All of it. Splints on both legs squeeze continuously. The bed shifts position slightly continuously. Blood pressure taken every 15 minutes automatically. The strap is left on and it squeezes hard in cycles. Urinary catheter, lines into both arms, pulse oximeter on finger opposite hand. I am well and truly wired to fixed in place with minimal movement. </p><p>The young people as teams are most impressive. I tell them that. Very much like professional adults and very much like children they each have told me how important that is for them to know. Apparently patients don't bother mentioning. I tell them the differences between them and everyone who preceded them. And they are each extremely thankful to hear it. </p>Chip Ahoyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12597726289890879627noreply@blogger.com60tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3571686198243614822.post-16631834008784569202021-03-19T22:02:00.077-06:002021-03-23T08:26:14.353-06:00Kombu katsuobushi dashi, vegetables, tofu, Nomshin shim ramen <p style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtSmyC4yAvgKmJCpBiRIf9ibhJbS14MFl-F_DSt72efPMGaLJMQw0hCPf1_ULAKvSn0kv9ZYmbA16cb3BYb62DmuqzHumMIglbAmE0EuOVrADEigz4QIlQoeOQ0efol8CAz0MxuaAaUUxz/s700/DSC_4808.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="467" data-original-width="700" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtSmyC4yAvgKmJCpBiRIf9ibhJbS14MFl-F_DSt72efPMGaLJMQw0hCPf1_ULAKvSn0kv9ZYmbA16cb3BYb62DmuqzHumMIglbAmE0EuOVrADEigz4QIlQoeOQ0efol8CAz0MxuaAaUUxz/w640-h426/DSC_4808.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Apologies for all the foreign words. Kombu is the dried dark seaweed, and katsuobushi is the shaved and dried and smoked tuna. Dashi is broth. 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text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">I thought that stand meant an upright stone lantern. Because it looks like one. It is in the name of Tachikawa. I lived there aged ten. Sign outside the post says "stand + river." Now here it is again in spice. See, now that right there is language insight that leads to ... uh ... nothing actually. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMRZ0WfZnMbrOq-gloaVmXcHRQwPtalAAD3p9WyVDZLFfmBJeWkBrz5ukR3XOVVyOo6RJKBPE4_ts4Gv8v65CdG2GIYhwN6coBCjLM8bPrk4uw1Y0Bga-gODGYJEOlUPvDMMIiKqzI2g2d/s700/DSC_4810.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="467" data-original-width="700" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMRZ0WfZnMbrOq-gloaVmXcHRQwPtalAAD3p9WyVDZLFfmBJeWkBrz5ukR3XOVVyOo6RJKBPE4_ts4Gv8v65CdG2GIYhwN6coBCjLM8bPrk4uw1Y0Bga-gODGYJEOlUPvDMMIiKqzI2g2d/w640-h426/DSC_4810.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">No to the soup broth. No to the vegetable package. I just now made a seafood broth 50X better than this packaged powder and my vegetables are 100X better than this tiny insignificant package. Why would I mess up my beautiful thing with their junk?</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">* dashi</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">* mirin</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">* rice vinegar</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">* aged soy sauce</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvY1ypaP2PEKLTYPHm_FzaBbXDigd9C-_NH7oC6WzumiNlP3oxwV33ZmYUbaX_LpIHlnuuqKQl6S1cwO59-4U8TA-OsYawO0Ru6xbnMTbWakgLviEfDgIpTwhskCXbpFEuW7uRzCQFnKs0/s700/DSC_4818.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="467" data-original-width="700" height="427" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvY1ypaP2PEKLTYPHm_FzaBbXDigd9C-_NH7oC6WzumiNlP3oxwV33ZmYUbaX_LpIHlnuuqKQl6S1cwO59-4U8TA-OsYawO0Ru6xbnMTbWakgLviEfDgIpTwhskCXbpFEuW7uRzCQFnKs0/w640-h427/DSC_4818.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div>I don't mean to be arrogant but I cannot help it. I AM arrogant. </div><div><br /></div><div>This is fantastically delicious. Hits the spot. Satisfies the need. Fills the void. Well balanced, and all the rest. </div><div><br /></div><div>This meal was actually difficult for me to make. It took me three days. I did not eat properly the first two days because I couldn't move. Everything around me must help hold me up. Extremely unsteady. I did not fall. I sat down three times to rest while making this, one of those times I fell asleep. Although very simple it took me a very long time.</div><div><br /></div><div>Worth it. This is the most delicious soup that I have ever tasted. And it is just throwing things into a pot. Things that you like. Because that is all that you have around, things that you like. </div><div><br /></div><div>Dimensions</div><span><a name='more'></a></span><div><br /></div><div>I just now experienced a freaky insight that explains what is happening quite well.</div><div><br /></div><div>But it cannot be real.</div><div><br /></div><div>I don't even know why I am compelled to mention it other than it affected me deeply. As if this insight is insisting it be paid due attention. </div><div><br /></div><div>The people that I know and respect occasionally discuss political things. Everyone is smart. Smarter than me. Admirably successful. Very well traveled. Beautiful homes. Beautiful cars. Multilingual etc. Very interesting in very many ways. </div><div><br /></div><div>I see them as multidimensional. I see evenness throughout the dimensions. The same taste applied to clothing and interior design. Conservative well-reasoned choices in anything that you look at. Each dimension brilliant. Actual entertainers. Actual musicians. They are all very interesting, very smart people. No duds among them. No duds in my family. Everyone bright. They can speak on any of their subjects and be easily brilliant and clever and funny. One young man that I met at a party broke conversation to question a Jeopardy! answer. This was the television room. We did not see the t.v., just overheard it, and he kept doing that, yak yak yak, Jeopardy! question, yak yak yak. Over and over through the whole game. Without ruining our conversation he interjected Jeopardy! responses. Right every answer. Never distracted from our separate conversation. Then yak, yak yak, Final Jeopardy! yak yak yak, and he answered that correctly too. One of those casual extremely impressive things people do throughout the day. He did not signal that he knew that he had everything right. I don't think he cared. Very young. I said, "Dude, you swept." He smiled broadly, he laughed, he hadn't been keeping track of scores, he was greatly amused anyone even noticed, as if surprised, he lit up, "Yeah, I did. I did sweep." He thought that sport expression applied to Jeopardy! was funny. He didn't even fully appreciate how mind-blowing and awesome his casual performance was.</div><div><br /></div><div>Recently each one that I know speaks directly of political things and the picture ALWAYS goes dark. In the picture my friend feels compelled to reveal, my friend literally disappears and is replaced with his own id running wild through irrational darkness and gloom and destruction and hate. The things they ALL say are all appalling unAmerican. </div><div><br /></div><div>One of the smartest men that I know remodeled Red Rocks Park. The job that he and his company did is outstanding. Every single line is thoughtful and gracious and useful. The way people flow, how they loiter at prehistoric objects is just beautiful. Boys climb a dinosaur inside the brick tube, the entrance, and below them a girl positions herself inside a very large flat circular fossil set into the floor. The restaurant is fantastic. I told him thank you for doing such a thoughtful job of it, adding significantly to the experience while still quite understated. The whole place is better, and very clean. Nearly invisible. The entrance a single brick tube. The entrance does not face the stage below as expected, rather it faces to the side so you must look for it. Enter the brick tube then another world opens up under the new extended calisthenics stage above. Amazing huge patio in back that can be seen from above. He was uncomfortable with my complement and he interrupted me to suggest that I stop. He was genuinely abashed with a complement. But I wasn't done. My compliment is classy, okay? I have very good and interesting reasons why I felt so strongly about this. I want to include them so he knows. I continued. He shied away again and he interrupted again. That caused me to end my compliment and now I am resenting him shutting me off twice.</div><div><br /></div><div>Jesus Christ! What is so difficult about accepting a simple complement?</div><div><br /></div><div>That made me think he is also a bit daft. Or, what is it, on some line of Autism.</div><div><br /></div><div>The next time we saw each other he went directly to delivering Democrat politics, very obviously stupid ones, openly and freely as if I had asked for it. I am now talking to my friend's id. His ego is off somewhere having a rest. My friend is not there, I am talking to a fiend. There is no talking sense to anyone's political id. </div><div><br /></div><div>This is an extremely odd moment. That clarified everything. Soft Mormon-boy voice extolling the need to adjust American elections. One ridiculous point after another. Point, point, point, point very forcefully, single objection, racist! Point, point, point. He heard and instantly dismissed with girlish overly-used Democrat tactic. It doest matter what I say, he will ignore it or bulldoze through it. He showed hallmarks of Democrat debate so casually that he cannot see how utterly ridiculous he made himself sound. I was shocked. All that quiet steadiness, with one tweek, powerful, forceful non-hearing, non-caring, dismissive fuck.</div><div><br /></div><div>Id does not listen. Id dismisses. Nothing I said mattered. He bulldozed his incredibly stupid idea for creating illegal votes to catch Trump but without mentioning Trump. That was his one plan. Aware fellow crackpots each have their own one crackpot plan.</div><div><br /></div><div>This very brilliant man stated needing more mail-in ballots and he wants wide open borders. And he wants non-citizens to vote. He wants anyone who can to vote. He wants to encourage as many foreigners to cross into our country and vote. Everyone should receive a flood of ballots. Ballots everywhere. No bother tracking. Xerox copies okay. Hand written notes in any language at all are acceptable. No address is needed. He wants instant registration and more weeks to count them. He wants all this automatic. He wants nothing to be tracked. He invites everyone to pass through and vote. He wants the whole world to participate in American politics no matter how many times. He told me this straight face and forcibly as if it is all brilliant and logical and beautiful as the architectural lines of his own buildings. I say the first objection and says that I am racist and continues unbroken. That casual use of racism said 100x more than he imagined.</div><div><br /></div><div>And, such a smart man.</div><div><br /></div><div>He is openly unwisely telling me how he intends to ruin 68,0000,000 votes. He doesn't give a shit about anything or things that anyone else wants. He is this ego-arrogant. He is just flatly stating he must ruin American voting. He must. Without acknowledging any ruination. Crackpot. It is the only way to defeat Trump, without mentioning Trump. So whatever is needed. And all that is good because Trump. Without saying Trump.</div><div><br /></div><div>I told him that I see he needs chaos. He requires massive confusion. He needs votes to be unmanageable. He needs all votes to be fungible. He requires American voting system to be distrusted. He is such a political crackpot that he actually tells me how he intends to destroy my vote. By this insane urgency, he is telling me without saying but implying through insistent insanity, that he and his party know they cannot win anything without chaos, confusion, mobs, redirection, Antifa horse shit isn't enough. He needs everyone blabbing about the wrong things. He needs Babble. BLM complete nonsense isn't enough. He needs huge piles of smoke in as many cities as possible to obfuscate their very obvious enumerated recorded videotaped crackpot crimes. He needs as many varieties of fraud flooding the nation to run the clock. He responded with his girlishly silly-ass race cover. Anyone who objects is a racist. I cannot believe my brilliant friend automatically turned to that horribly retarded tactic, then continues uninterrupted, as if he just cooly handled a real racist. I told him I am offended that he thinks I am so stupid that I cannot spot a straight up class war waged and then covered monotonously as another race dispute. His party is one trick pony. So idiotically wearisome. And the smartest of my friends said it all. The things that he said about race are just fucking stupid. </div><div><br /></div><div>Each person's multi dimensions are truly brilliant, then they turn and open their political dimension and it's dark and stupid and destructive as fuck. </div><div><br /></div><div>I am not describing simple differences of opinion. I am describing how ALL of my friends, every single one, is suddenly impenetrably resolutely violently politically retarded.</div><div><br /></div><div>But otherwise they are actually very smart.</div><div><br /></div><div>This plane of existence that I am on is not right. </div><div><br /></div><div>I am not being dramatic. The politics that I am shown as men tell me quite openly how they stitch things together cannot fit in any sensible world. </div><div><br /></div><div>The America that I know for sixty-seven years would NEVER put on a mask just because non-government quasi-officials told them to. Not for hour. Not for a day. Not for a week. Certainly not for a full year. I know this as fact. Because I asked every year after living in Asia. </div><div><br /></div><div>I see every person I know cede their being citizen in a free nation for being a subject of the realm.</div><div><br /></div><div>My known America would NEVER accept a stolen election important as this one with this many discrepancies and this many problems. None of the evidence would be dismissed. What happened this election with my friends openly showing their hearts, stating clearly how they intend to do what was done. The shutting down of conservative voices and deplatforming across the internet could not possibly happen because the other side knows it can turn on them. But not now. This reality has changed. </div><div><br /></div><div>Each man showed me his political heart and allowed me inspection openly and easily in conversation and they are each dark and awful and poorly informed and maniacal and ego-based. Not a single one of them fits their other dimensions. I could cry. Suddenly the people I know are politically stupid as shit. Scan their dimensions, they're gorgeous and bright, turn and each dimension is similarly brilliant, turn to their political dimension and the scene is dark and steamy and smelly and filthy where law does not exist, trash piles, offal, everything broken. Surprisingly wrong about everything. Odd because they're so smart. Santa Clause list of impossible things. Misinformed. Mal-informed. Synched. United in vocabulary. Unsynthesized. Irrational. Profligate. Purposefully outside of reason. Illegal. Unconstitutional. Accepting of propaganda. They cannot accurately describe their opponents. Every one of them blows it. Their political dimension displays as painting by Hieronymus Bosch, ridiculously destructive philosophical constructs that scream doom with even more vicious backup, more racist defense for their irrational and destructive positions. Their political dimension is their junk closet. Actually, each man instantly disappears and is replaced with his id. It became clear to me by this model showing, all the brilliance, all the beautiful synthesis that sparkles outwardly all directions, all the charm, the rhyme, does not apply in this political dimension where each man lets his id run completely unrestrained. I am <i>under</i>stating. That is all that I get from anyone, pure irrational id. That cannot possibly fit anything else. He does not have to make sense. He need merely emote. I cannot talk about politics sensibly with any single one of my friends. Because they are ALL politically retarded. </div><div><br /></div><div>The dichotomy between respectable real life in action and their dimension of political impulses is astounding. It is <i>really</i> depressing.</div><div><br /></div><div>I was hit with waves of nausea. Sleep would be good. Then I was hungry for a very long time then stopped being hungry. Two full days went by and I could not pull myself up to prepare a meal. I feel anemic. Third day, late, I finally pulled it together. </div><div><br /></div><div>In this period I was sweating and restless. Parts of my body were hot. I kept pulling off my shirt and putting it back on. My mind ruminated how truly ridiculously retarded every single person who I know is. It made me sad. I became depressed, not due to COVID overreaction, rather, because every single person that I know including my family are straight up politically retarded. </div><div><br /></div><div>They weren't this retarded before. They all changed. </div><div><br /></div><div>Why am I even alive to see this? </div><div><br /></div><div>I have a VERY strong feeling I've been switched. </div><div><br /></div><div>Awake, asleep, awake, asleep, awake asleep, images flow through the stages, wake images, sleep images, some repeating images are really persistent and annoying, I was shown a recurring picture. </div><div><br /></div><div>Of a plane of existence peeling off from another. That's all. </div><div><br /></div><div>It looks like artist rendition. I keep being shown this. I am shown it all happening inside. I see myself inside.</div><div><br /></div><div>At length, through seriously long repetitions in and out of sleep states, from this I am supposed to know that I DID die twenty years ago. In that plane I am well and truly rightly dead. That plane is the story of my life and death. While another plane is torn off and I am transferred to it as it rips so naturally that I cannot even notice. I die. How sad. Everyone cries. And I live. </div><div><br /></div><div>This bit is inside the picture of a dimension peeling off from another. I slip onto the thing being peeled off.</div><div><br /></div><div>The original plane still exists. By immediate comparison the two planes are different even though they should be identical. I am dead on that one. So automatically these are different. People grieved on that one but not this one. A force of cosmic conservation of energy and material activates. It took a lot of focused sustained energy to get this far. It is a function of material space to conserve and preserve as much from each energy and material investment as possible. The atoms are popping in and out of existence all over the place. I die on plane-1 and I automatically transfer to plane-2. So that I can still live. </div><div><br /></div><div>The planes differ immediately. If a universe is created this my tiny portion is a bit different. They become increasingly dissimilar each moment. I must accept things as they are in the new plane of existence. </div><div><br /></div><div>Then it happens again. </div><div><br /></div><div>At one point, one year it seemed, I was receiving a full-on blood transfusion every month. Most at my home. My blood was actually pink. I'd be transfused all day then my blood is magically red. Until I could no longer take it. I complained about not being able to take this life, transfusion to transfusion with nothing lifelike in between, and the orderly said, "I know." </div><div><br /></div><div>Bitch. Is this reverse psychology, or what? You're supposed to encourage me. Goddamnit. She expects me to die.</div><div><br /></div><div>I am certain that I actually did die. The background of this ersatz replacement plane is a little bit different. </div><div><br /></div><div>Then it happens again. </div><div><br /></div><div>I was given medicine with an element that I am allergic to. I took them faithfully and responsibly. They didn't work. I got weaker and weaker. Another blood transfusion. A huge one. This transfusion took a very long time. Upon recovering things are a tiny bit different. </div><div><br /></div><div>The insight is: this is how you continue to live here on earth when you die. But each plane of existence created for this becomes a little bit worse for you. That explains how ALL of my sensible friends, to a man, are all 100% worse than 100% worthless for anything political. It's bizarre. Like a cartoon. All I will ever get in this place is bizarre cartoon id. </div><div><br /></div><div>That is what made me depressed. Knowing the next death and new plane will be incrementally worse. I do not change. I am still just as bad off. But with one tiny difference I can exist on this ripped plane. That tiny difference is the key to repair on this plane, but it is going to be very hard, after all, I did die. And it goes this way, the best that cosmos can do, very well actually, until the person simply cannot go any further with so very much out of whack, the insufferable oddness of ripped existences, the ridiculousness of one's full panoply of evil and error and misapprehension all packed into their filthy political dimension, and misfit zipped off planes of existence differing unfortunately, finally, we really must stop making these transfers then all your transfers can expire, and you finally let yourself go.</div>Chip Ahoyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12597726289890879627noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3571686198243614822.post-48361064737413431032021-03-15T17:57:00.010-06:002021-03-17T01:49:26.076-06:00Delivery order from Denver Pizza and Grill<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">I order from this place all the time for other people. Hundreds of times, possibly five times. Look, I wasn't counting, okay? Although, they are counting and they will give me a free order one of these days. Some time in the future. Maybe. They show me this countdown thing whenever I go to their page.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">But this is the first time that I've ordered for myself. So now I get to see what the deal is.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXAx0Thw06aqieePIV24wJnA-NWaKsSMRlqJmOXu5y_yGPu1kj_ioJ5ikLbEUDnWw4ICM-d9aBcD2JHVUQjkVO2MVZWs8af1XpbTAFnswB0q-NOmcAj4NOrjmDmmSeJ-K9l3qPdGRAeT6k/s700/20210315_164334.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="525" data-original-width="700" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXAx0Thw06aqieePIV24wJnA-NWaKsSMRlqJmOXu5y_yGPu1kj_ioJ5ikLbEUDnWw4ICM-d9aBcD2JHVUQjkVO2MVZWs8af1XpbTAFnswB0q-NOmcAj4NOrjmDmmSeJ-K9l3qPdGRAeT6k/w640-h480/20210315_164334.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEtK67MrvMyZUqKdMMPgjUx4-PXLMjHFYfFYs1f2M-yPP52vHzZfl06UH0wE7r7dBVavc_Rbv9Bmts1ZvBEUPcgF1FEQRHNo9lDH0bMIOPylS7_4O_ef_RWK8X_RIQBLv_rTrshTARr__E/s700/20210315_164419.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="525" data-original-width="700" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEtK67MrvMyZUqKdMMPgjUx4-PXLMjHFYfFYs1f2M-yPP52vHzZfl06UH0wE7r7dBVavc_Rbv9Bmts1ZvBEUPcgF1FEQRHNo9lDH0bMIOPylS7_4O_ef_RWK8X_RIQBLv_rTrshTARr__E/w640-h480/20210315_164419.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div><br /></div>Tiramisu. Apparently. Like nothing I've seen. Maybe the lady fingers got all smashed up. And maybe they used animal crackers. Very light. This was inhaled in .4 second. Boom. Gone. Just like that. I will buy this again. Probably two or three, say, pizza, plus three of these.<div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNukd9gILx9Uw8vv3Q17KACtk_UmfvNyyk7aD3hZudC71U1nBg1urCYdxkbvzIIWfSl1JHb77CLZchA-nAsI8bYfmOBQVKmVzo7B1_FthNIyjO6AGe4anfQSS_YInSl-O-5TLKtLSzq79L/s700/20210315_164520.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="525" data-original-width="700" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNukd9gILx9Uw8vv3Q17KACtk_UmfvNyyk7aD3hZudC71U1nBg1urCYdxkbvzIIWfSl1JHb77CLZchA-nAsI8bYfmOBQVKmVzo7B1_FthNIyjO6AGe4anfQSS_YInSl-O-5TLKtLSzq79L/w640-h480/20210315_164520.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div><br /></div>This garlic bread is superfluous, although good tasting and welcome. It is an authentic lagniappe. Which is French for "nobody gives a crap." </div><div><br /></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsCFTlOtHFSMEJcjJI2EPYbAJh6EggXJqWX4BuHBt37syio43bOW5rGNFkFAgZRnuKfK8vc8Ww61zzjQ3ppWHU7NNov25cxcjgLBKCtrBUwHv0PDnDrx4sqFzZ-s4CErdpa28L7Mmhc8jG/s700/20210315_165016.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="525" data-original-width="700" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsCFTlOtHFSMEJcjJI2EPYbAJh6EggXJqWX4BuHBt37syio43bOW5rGNFkFAgZRnuKfK8vc8Ww61zzjQ3ppWHU7NNov25cxcjgLBKCtrBUwHv0PDnDrx4sqFzZ-s4CErdpa28L7Mmhc8jG/w640-h480/20210315_165016.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQ4_xerCUdMZUIagHxnfROzFqi7-nYRG-kTPnmc_I9VW2H7JqpJ5n99TEG0Kru4c_nb95ZTCUJM6Ar9B2K5Ps3Zt3ivrdCJT1GlkbW_biwzERxz45jsu0S2eZqXgQCFfRNNx96Bqgl06hI/" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="525" data-original-width="700" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQ4_xerCUdMZUIagHxnfROzFqi7-nYRG-kTPnmc_I9VW2H7JqpJ5n99TEG0Kru4c_nb95ZTCUJM6Ar9B2K5Ps3Zt3ivrdCJT1GlkbW_biwzERxz45jsu0S2eZqXgQCFfRNNx96Bqgl06hI/w640-h480/20210315_165126.jpg" width="640" /></a></div></div><div><br /></div>Mild. Too mild to be worth the trouble of eating it. The absence of capsaicin heat is insipid and causes the whole pile to be left alone. Now, every little piece must be corrected to continue. With something that can be actually felt. Ate one, ignored the rest. I will not buy these again. And that's a shame because I really liked the idea. See, I can think of half a dozen ways to make these, and this way is not one of them, blank-tasting jalapeños halved and scooped clean of all capsaicin-membrane with blank tasteless cheese and then with deep fried coating. One bite and you go, "No thanks." </div><div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0i9zrOoN6HlknmGgU9hrsNpW5DxQHcV3TEYtRQX5tN43oqQ6j-kvgK473RH4dI4HRY2sH_zTGFUNpSJkezmrT6nwR3OUEGRFi4lU3JzBUNKp9JQI5nG59PDXKi69Iaxsr4N9oNUte6bW9/s700/20210315_164930.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="525" data-original-width="700" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0i9zrOoN6HlknmGgU9hrsNpW5DxQHcV3TEYtRQX5tN43oqQ6j-kvgK473RH4dI4HRY2sH_zTGFUNpSJkezmrT6nwR3OUEGRFi4lU3JzBUNKp9JQI5nG59PDXKi69Iaxsr4N9oNUte6bW9/w640-h480/20210315_164930.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Lettuce with the other things that you see, nothing exotic. By itself, plain as can be. Gyros included separately. The gyros itself is very good but the rest of this salad is nothing without the gyros. I ate it anyway. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh84sTGAwtjbKsHAjse79cmQWb9KUcwo1nZN6s5-OOBttvwh2V78rX8XlrDsBKSbZBJxMs8I4SWppm8jNuLYYAjTd2HBgAkpjRUfS0vhUAEowzxsFbhy2TP9kHP1xGetsRBaN9j0yZyHaTw/s700/20210315_165532.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="525" data-original-width="700" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh84sTGAwtjbKsHAjse79cmQWb9KUcwo1nZN6s5-OOBttvwh2V78rX8XlrDsBKSbZBJxMs8I4SWppm8jNuLYYAjTd2HBgAkpjRUfS0vhUAEowzxsFbhy2TP9kHP1xGetsRBaN9j0yZyHaTw/w640-h480/20210315_165532.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br />The sandwich is not overstuffed. Mostly bread. A little more meat would be perfectly balanced. I never bought a sandwich as entree before. I think, I hope, the other things are better.</div><div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnGSDXesPlzd6AHGL5WXYdpOPfrzwYndcOfotguRXm9pgnk6ZuP-axsG6jJRrBCCU5jD5YSiwUVTAGmXJQQGvnKFs7xMoneypMYR-Ku0huWlY_Be2ZQ1Uxi207gw_38YIZ5wcVNUIY55d0/s700/20210315_171815.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="525" data-original-width="700" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnGSDXesPlzd6AHGL5WXYdpOPfrzwYndcOfotguRXm9pgnk6ZuP-axsG6jJRrBCCU5jD5YSiwUVTAGmXJQQGvnKFs7xMoneypMYR-Ku0huWlY_Be2ZQ1Uxi207gw_38YIZ5wcVNUIY55d0/w640-h480/20210315_171815.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div>I almost forgot the gyros that goes with the salad. That is a gyros salad. I did not expect the meat to be separate. It is delicious.</div><div><br /></div><div>Well, I love this. All the way around, it is a very good date. </div><div><br /></div><div>It's like a date in which I am not present. Repeatedly. It is habitual. Never mind that I am not there. Now I am just checking out what my date gets.</div><div><br /></div><div>A little something for everyone. Perhaps a bit complicated. I do not know if this is understood, or appreciated so much as a pizza. </div><div><br /></div><div>This also comes with a two-liter container of soda. Which is large. </div><div style="text-align: right;"><br /></div><p style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhRsGCHQWmzP6hSG862BxPr7LZKb5Euo4I0RIgYFrTHRwcRHz0uUxNA43LW6R3BGh0lvk_48OKHIKVz0zzH1yziDq1FdsI1jaip85jfDvdCCELKehan-J0s-G_rXpZn68lqTm5V5s35IVn/" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="822" data-original-width="282" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhRsGCHQWmzP6hSG862BxPr7LZKb5Euo4I0RIgYFrTHRwcRHz0uUxNA43LW6R3BGh0lvk_48OKHIKVz0zzH1yziDq1FdsI1jaip85jfDvdCCELKehan-J0s-G_rXpZn68lqTm5V5s35IVn/s16000/Screen+Shot+2021-03-15+at+5.54.17+PM.png" /></a></div><br />A word about the runner. </div><div><br /></div><div>I saw him before. I talked to him before. </div><div><br /></div><div>Quick as usual. Precise inside the building. Here's the thing in each case lately, each runner wants to be more useful than their instruction allows. They know that they are not supposed to come inside my apartment, no reason to, but they each do anyway to make the transfer easiest for me. Each one breaks their own rule. They see me and they automatically break their own rule. <p></p></div><div>In this brief moment the boy implored me to allow him to come in and put his packages in the best spot, he wants to minimize communication because his English is strained. I tell him that I order this stuff all the time but this is the first time that I've actually seen it. He seemed to acknowledge knowing that already. And I thought, "Nice shoes."</div><div><br /></div><div>They really are nice. Shoes chosen with thought. Nice slacks too. Tan and red is the theme. But the thing that killed me is the only part of his face that shows is so symmetric, so darkened and round and so impressively imploringly expressive as the boy strained to communicate a simple idea in this strange unwieldy language.</div><div><br /></div><div>I cannot find a photo that is perfect. All the boys have straight eyebrows. I must change the nearest one to have rounded eyebrows. Really really rounded eyebrows. Perfect semicircles. That dance around in the space between his hairline and his mask as he expresses. Now this is exactly what the guy looks like.</div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIohbqKONR2lqaqjeW3hmXLewX1oGW5CvKUNHjIHwXE03O7Vo_9duFUSFJMjQGB19ZInamHR9hn5hez5ULn3rt-F2uvRkSSw8R6zZhDEJvBad_wCcJldJd8Towc_T-fRa1MoGpoeKBpZpj/" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="406" data-original-width="359" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIohbqKONR2lqaqjeW3hmXLewX1oGW5CvKUNHjIHwXE03O7Vo_9duFUSFJMjQGB19ZInamHR9hn5hez5ULn3rt-F2uvRkSSw8R6zZhDEJvBad_wCcJldJd8Towc_T-fRa1MoGpoeKBpZpj/w353-h400/Screen+Shot+2021-03-16+at+1.34.29+AM.png" width="353" /></a></div><br /><div style="text-align: left;">Except older. And trying hard as he might to be an American. It is awesome to see it. Someone becoming American. And it makes me wonder what I can do in these interactions, how I can help him fit into his chosen new world. I suppose converse. And make it not be so awkward. I could at least compliment his shoes.</div></div>Chip Ahoyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12597726289890879627noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3571686198243614822.post-59128738425545391302021-03-14T22:20:00.001-06:002021-03-15T07:41:46.519-06:00Chicken katsu, French fries, chicken gravy<p style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7X6xsKRDEcDR3uvmmyWhlweJC1VdIrrUkLQ0yVW6IUyvsti1PehKEKkIPf82LVbPF4-zJaoFF3OFUxUSv8qwHOYDw92AcqYTuCWmum2uHOE2epf9LIyIEYUpZm7ShoiXNHjZGExg_rN3g/s700/DSC_4801.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="467" data-original-width="700" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7X6xsKRDEcDR3uvmmyWhlweJC1VdIrrUkLQ0yVW6IUyvsti1PehKEKkIPf82LVbPF4-zJaoFF3OFUxUSv8qwHOYDw92AcqYTuCWmum2uHOE2epf9LIyIEYUpZm7ShoiXNHjZGExg_rN3g/w640-h426/DSC_4801.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXLXzZsavxRE-ReSpk4Hkh-STtUVYLQnGB7nu6jDSRujzFseTjsgxzqUxFHGES9g9q5S3QfDG8VQPNur8hcxKflol0pi3IKD0Farh4k6evAM94BmAc7bChSeKG16WPjlKxdH_tlVrxIRGd/s700/DSC_4802.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="467" data-original-width="700" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXLXzZsavxRE-ReSpk4Hkh-STtUVYLQnGB7nu6jDSRujzFseTjsgxzqUxFHGES9g9q5S3QfDG8VQPNur8hcxKflol0pi3IKD0Farh4k6evAM94BmAc7bChSeKG16WPjlKxdH_tlVrxIRGd/w640-h426/DSC_4802.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p style="text-align: left;">Not shown: a bowl of panko Japanese breadcrumbs and a bowl containing a beaten egg.</p><p style="text-align: left;">Today I am using a different technique because of the panko. No flour. I want the coating to be lighter than usual so the first flour-step is omitted.</p><p style="text-align: left;">We cook types mess with fundamentals all the time. It's how we are.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_dm9t3YRwF_wxaADTJTLvVHEMf07LzKtKQSCf94tyhv2rst2hXjVgeKjDoeoIbncD8ykhEeuxKDjff9mpk38PT6rnJgSKl1FwE9dONjcszzPjQqWN2hUPsPZ5bGt0lXAMfiiS7M8KzxO8/s700/DSC_4803.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="467" data-original-width="700" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_dm9t3YRwF_wxaADTJTLvVHEMf07LzKtKQSCf94tyhv2rst2hXjVgeKjDoeoIbncD8ykhEeuxKDjff9mpk38PT6rnJgSKl1FwE9dONjcszzPjQqWN2hUPsPZ5bGt0lXAMfiiS7M8KzxO8/w640-h426/DSC_4803.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgO-337srBIx1xEyu8E0IjRO8YjXtT8p_6kdFlcYWOQqhcKdum3RHCu5tHle3DgxKz1AWrPdJ66teleetjght_etQIbW4dtT1n80nS6kC0HNmTpZTlrqOyfA58SQhO0aCPCwPsrQz-fVXG4/s700/DSC_4804.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="467" data-original-width="700" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgO-337srBIx1xEyu8E0IjRO8YjXtT8p_6kdFlcYWOQqhcKdum3RHCu5tHle3DgxKz1AWrPdJ66teleetjght_etQIbW4dtT1n80nS6kC0HNmTpZTlrqOyfA58SQhO0aCPCwPsrQz-fVXG4/w640-h426/DSC_4804.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2jZFjdp98ylpjy-5JlA-De-yeNGZU8jMl0RyauqxWk62_Ha8GfvuLPHwt2ZQOfkUs4XytWQoJX5YwzqvBtCIBLOGaik1PuCBohHCWapzTdczJ1sUJ6iZAjr7NBlol2VrhosCX0dh-VpOe/s700/DSC_4805.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="467" data-original-width="700" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2jZFjdp98ylpjy-5JlA-De-yeNGZU8jMl0RyauqxWk62_Ha8GfvuLPHwt2ZQOfkUs4XytWQoJX5YwzqvBtCIBLOGaik1PuCBohHCWapzTdczJ1sUJ6iZAjr7NBlol2VrhosCX0dh-VpOe/w640-h426/DSC_4805.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiboVppNu1OCVLJkKyq63NWIjUKvKcJhSWyR41CT5fMxqEZs84CneQqzqrk5LE3udLocv9L_m-2IW3E4tDdNCemoABfkGPH04tTL3s9gdNsjbeh-LopYnIMICdsuroxE1PcinIGD6Jj6Uo9/s700/DSC_4807.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="467" data-original-width="700" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiboVppNu1OCVLJkKyq63NWIjUKvKcJhSWyR41CT5fMxqEZs84CneQqzqrk5LE3udLocv9L_m-2IW3E4tDdNCemoABfkGPH04tTL3s9gdNsjbeh-LopYnIMICdsuroxE1PcinIGD6Jj6Uo9/w640-h426/DSC_4807.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p style="text-align: left;">Chicken gravy was pulled out of thin air. </p><p style="text-align: left;">It's like magic.</p><p style="text-align: left;">* Great butter * flour * microwaved to bubbling.</p><p style="text-align: left;">I was going to use shelf-stable liquid chicken stock, I have cartons of that, pumped up with half a teaspoon of powdered chicken stock, but the half teaspoon turned out to be enough chicken flavor so I used milk for liquid instead. That turned the whole thing paper-white. Flavor and color adjusted with drops of liquid smoke and Worcestershire. Drops, not teaspoons. I could have used soy and a few other flavor-things to adjust further and to darken but I am keeping the whole thing simple. </p><p style="text-align: left;">And now, just like that, the whole thing is gone.<span style="text-align: center;"> </span></p><p></p>Chip Ahoyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12597726289890879627noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3571686198243614822.post-53787359839451442932021-03-13T22:14:00.002-07:002021-03-13T22:14:43.561-07:00Tuna, green beans and mushrooms, lettuce<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxTvQNc6swu7INTm3J2p3p5fXm6XbfPbMnJ0f2Twu5wUFfPyBIJUcFxkXfuCVT7SkqOYntoeVR4f_Ia0HsnMWxRlFdQZWI5C_eIDiIBxbUQ01TBVVRWetyKHxwq57N5xnqpSrIeXCP4we3/s700/DSC_4797.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="467" data-original-width="700" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxTvQNc6swu7INTm3J2p3p5fXm6XbfPbMnJ0f2Twu5wUFfPyBIJUcFxkXfuCVT7SkqOYntoeVR4f_Ia0HsnMWxRlFdQZWI5C_eIDiIBxbUQ01TBVVRWetyKHxwq57N5xnqpSrIeXCP4we3/w640-h426/DSC_4797.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijC2JB5LVnMbiYAy1Ki2JVb_p2lfttKlvpI_ukrzuU_-xD95JHjwQ4hBzHKJK2neXLKZf0AB-PeGE_MzWDcQ_D8Q5zn3EdSiDqr6BvQHLFkKqa4Qbra1PSV77rvySS9gbyz6_mZ2zd5Ayt/s700/DSC_4798.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="467" data-original-width="700" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijC2JB5LVnMbiYAy1Ki2JVb_p2lfttKlvpI_ukrzuU_-xD95JHjwQ4hBzHKJK2neXLKZf0AB-PeGE_MzWDcQ_D8Q5zn3EdSiDqr6BvQHLFkKqa4Qbra1PSV77rvySS9gbyz6_mZ2zd5Ayt/w640-h426/DSC_4798.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div><br /></div>This package of tuna put me off already a few times. Too big. Too fat. Not red enough. <div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXzwKWGRPi9wn7IncgUb_LsplL3XsB59TdEAo46qowoUEuQSfPJKd6Dk71ptEutIFbvh07EuQHUYmk_Px72wRTvwp1y2D8PKbLx1S-QmvlYFslg4ArydRlt_jYU-JL4vRnuRG354K6hhJb/s700/DSC_4799.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="467" data-original-width="700" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXzwKWGRPi9wn7IncgUb_LsplL3XsB59TdEAo46qowoUEuQSfPJKd6Dk71ptEutIFbvh07EuQHUYmk_Px72wRTvwp1y2D8PKbLx1S-QmvlYFslg4ArydRlt_jYU-JL4vRnuRG354K6hhJb/w640-h426/DSC_4799.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div><br /></div>But it turns out to taste very good. It turns darker red as it thaws.</div><div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIVZHXpcj67ZgaO1F0SI6-KcTYpmX75gIuJ-Fhy0zl2kKuW-Wtbm0RB49QBZGhqGtFTgN8v0B22UhT_L4o9h60GukFJyFy_kD3KOS0dcICd0chN89fqs5PAFY9FO6SS6UXfx6f5VIwcgc3/s700/DSC_4800.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="467" data-original-width="700" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIVZHXpcj67ZgaO1F0SI6-KcTYpmX75gIuJ-Fhy0zl2kKuW-Wtbm0RB49QBZGhqGtFTgN8v0B22UhT_L4o9h60GukFJyFy_kD3KOS0dcICd0chN89fqs5PAFY9FO6SS6UXfx6f5VIwcgc3/w640-h426/DSC_4800.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div><br /></div>It's very good.</div><div><br /></div><div><a href="https://www.amazon.com/s?k=aged+soy+sauce&ref=nb_sb_noss_2" target="_blank">Soy sauce aged for three years</a> in barrels. Very mellow. Makes all the difference in the world. Because of that it is much more expensive. Another brand aged for four years is even more expensive and way too mild. So we must ask ourselves if the difference in quality is worth the difference in price. From my point of view, yes. In fact, this soy sauce makes a very good gift. I think. Presently I have three bottles. I hand them out like nobody's business. Because I want to spread the soy sauce joy to people who can perceive and appreciate the difference. And women really dig the packaging. That alone is win. Even though it is irrelevant. Inside is an ordinary bottle and regular label.</div><div><br /></div><div>I make 1/4 cup rice in a regular small pot the old fashioned way and it comes out perfectly every time. </div><div><br /></div><div>I forgot to check if the cucumber is still good, or the zucchini. Either of those would work nicely. </div><div><br /></div><div>Omg, I must sound like such a nerd. Perfectly. Nicely. When we first moved here to Colorado that is one of the first things I noticed about all these Levi-wearing, cowboy hat having, cowboy boot kicking westerners, they refused to acknowledge adverbs. "Ly." All those adverbs have "ly"ending. They never said the "ly" adverbial suffix. And that makes them sound so risibly <i>western.</i> Country. I thought, straight from Louisiana were everyone speaks so clearly and straightforwardly. </div><div><br /></div><div>Psych!</div><div><br /></div><div>The sentence that stuck out, "Did the bride wear a wedding dress and did the groom wear a tuxedo? " </div><div><br /></div><div> "Everyone was dressed up real proper." </div><div><br /></div><div>And I was sitting at the science table with them cracking up inside, silently laughing my butt off, thinking how insanely county this sounds. While moving to Louisiana involved developing a whole new speech patten, rhythm, vocabulary, colloquialisms, vocal tics, y'all. Just to fit in. All dropped immediately upon moving here. No longer useful, not good camouflage. Other than this one blatant adverbial suffix omission their western speech is actually crystalline. </div><div><br /></div><div>Now I say, "Howdy." </div><div><br /></div><div>That's western for "How do you do?" </div><div><br /></div><div>If it's a dog then I say, "Howdy, pooch." </div>Chip Ahoyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12597726289890879627noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3571686198243614822.post-82080812374196001402021-03-11T19:03:00.003-07:002021-03-12T11:52:40.086-07:00Macaroni and cheese with bacon and serrano chile<p style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhxdeZjeOy7I5fpeNYLThEGssOWlQ-CjpByKITnkkXnPMdSaaZZ7f06sLWvpzr5Zbx7ZVEK2nZH5JTlt8uPEOfugSynm_yhZ1Y3C__9J4-uAGdlCGLRfJTp__Re31bUuvWLm4FD4RyRdYI/s700/DSC_4793.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="467" data-original-width="700" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhxdeZjeOy7I5fpeNYLThEGssOWlQ-CjpByKITnkkXnPMdSaaZZ7f06sLWvpzr5Zbx7ZVEK2nZH5JTlt8uPEOfugSynm_yhZ1Y3C__9J4-uAGdlCGLRfJTp__Re31bUuvWLm4FD4RyRdYI/w640-h426/DSC_4793.jpg" width="640" /></a></p><br /><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgn8HHysxTCIkUxmjVWklm5yokreRuY55LI_nRBjZmWP7LkEodjD_CAOWVujCUETogF6TIoSPTGhj9RGUxGEl5LjOPQp3fyEnZcXDF2xhB54QRaUlRhr7zonN6W2AohLDzjQumjWRUEpzeU/s700/DSC_4794.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="467" data-original-width="700" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgn8HHysxTCIkUxmjVWklm5yokreRuY55LI_nRBjZmWP7LkEodjD_CAOWVujCUETogF6TIoSPTGhj9RGUxGEl5LjOPQp3fyEnZcXDF2xhB54QRaUlRhr7zonN6W2AohLDzjQumjWRUEpzeU/w640-h426/DSC_4794.jpg" width="640" /></a></p><p style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiANg23oJ2FubmyH-8vgfYdthnPelZmNvCpFXvBycfuUwkPv-VzsRdwaQR8Lus2WSvQ8ANaLy-b8rBVfoDjla0weQGBHzdC9SFrggP6ZNEuGwZW51vOeIuz46NCBN4VmFCzIjo5sYJ3HSTM/s700/DSC_4795.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="467" data-original-width="700" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiANg23oJ2FubmyH-8vgfYdthnPelZmNvCpFXvBycfuUwkPv-VzsRdwaQR8Lus2WSvQ8ANaLy-b8rBVfoDjla0weQGBHzdC9SFrggP6ZNEuGwZW51vOeIuz46NCBN4VmFCzIjo5sYJ3HSTM/w640-h426/DSC_4795.jpg" width="640" /></a></p><p style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimvViA0AKCjMIITdKAZf44ZySo_1U4oiP9K_3vGeOKpAIz7MCJv2cd60Qv7bXwZBE2VhzPbmak-pgTH0lYlarZTqB1-u5dBVWa1pn3qbL9o4OqJfRJZlL_kaubJeziihYD7GuFOO3Acuw-/s700/DSC_4796.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="467" data-original-width="700" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimvViA0AKCjMIITdKAZf44ZySo_1U4oiP9K_3vGeOKpAIz7MCJv2cd60Qv7bXwZBE2VhzPbmak-pgTH0lYlarZTqB1-u5dBVWa1pn3qbL9o4OqJfRJZlL_kaubJeziihYD7GuFOO3Acuw-/w640-h426/DSC_4796.jpg" width="640" /></a></p><p style="text-align: left;">If I had common sense then I would stay out of the kitchen.</p><p style="text-align: left;">This morning I looked for two packages of Gruyère, with one hand on the refrigerator door, poor choice, and the other hand re-stacking a bunch of little crap when I lost balance and fell backward. I had a container of leftover in my left hand. The moment I realized I was going down I also aimed myself best as I could. I did not know that I would roll all the way backward, far as rolling backward goes, my head passing right by the butcher block table, all the way down to the floor touching the leg of the tripod with a new camera and a new lens way up there, all the way to the floor with my head just 1/2 inch from the sink cabinet. Impressive save. Whatever, whoever angels eased me into a rolled position backward in slow motion so gracefully, thank you for that. </p><p style="text-align: left;">I laid there amazed.</p><p style="text-align: left;">Then, the most aching thing ever. Achingly I rolled onto my side. Then onto my knees. That are absolutely not made for that. I had to get positioned in front of the sink to pull myself up onto my feet. This took a very long time. Like a robot making tiny ineffective motions because it is broken. After all that, I fell to the floor again. I just dropped when my knees met their angle of doom. This time with gallon of milk in one hand. That was saved. Again I was unhurt. Nothing hurts. Except my knees crawling to the carpet then crawling to a stool to pull myself up. </p><p style="text-align: left;">Now those two things right there together say to a sensible person, "Just stay out of the kitchen." </p><p style="text-align: left;">Honestly, sometimes I got no common sense.</p><p style="text-align: left;">This meal was difficult to make. I lost balance dangerously three times. At one point I was just standing there when I suddenly stepped backward and downward. I flailed with both arms and caught myself on two surfaces and pulled myself up. There were two other very close calls involving losing balance that altogether caused me to be exceedingly careful about always touching solid things, moving around, shifting weight, reaching and so on. </p><p style="text-align: left;">My mother used to issue the imperative in the form of interrogative, "Will you please learn to be careful?" </p><p style="text-align: left;">She berated me with that repeatedly. </p><p style="text-align: left;">I didn't know what that even means. "How can I do that? How can I be expected to think about being careful every second of every minute of every single day? I have to think of other things. I cannot think about being careful every single second." </p><p style="text-align: left;"> "It's a good start." </p><p style="text-align: left;">Dad: "Situational awareness." </p><p style="text-align: left;"> "Every second of every day." </p><p style="text-align: left;">Ever see a boy walking forward but looking sideways completely unaware of his immediate environment? And you think, what a little dope. That was me. I got yanked out of the way, pulled to the side, jerked sideways quite a lot. My poor little arms were nearly ripped off.</p><p style="text-align: left;"> "When are you going to learn to be careful?" </p><p style="text-align: left;">How did I collapse straight down then roll backward with feet off the ground and tucked right into the only tight available space between butcher block, tripod with camera and lens, and kitchen cabinet without crushing the container or even flicking an ear. No hurt backbone. No bruises. No elbow shock. No pain at all. It felt like hands slowed time and helped me roll backward. I am not nearly that graceful.</p><p style="text-align: left;">Or else I really was ace in two different tumbling classes. One on an AFB and the other during summer in a regular school.</p><p style="text-align: left;">I really was ace. We did that kind of crap all the time. How to fall. How to roll. Protect the head. It is a great skill set for kids to internalize.</p><p style="text-align: left;">Especially little dopes with no common sense.</p>Chip Ahoyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12597726289890879627noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3571686198243614822.post-29843085146936293502021-03-09T21:29:00.001-07:002021-03-09T21:29:43.997-07:00Screwy pasta with green chili sauce<p style="text-align: center;"> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYruvUEV9DnOLZ7b7MaEFzy6ZVlfSVfTf71GZk9y8ya4lQ7Bpkdo6GFtXepfzXyyWCScPLnHcuNWUtFHgbyWhLVJ3yX7R8Y9Ew6TBvSi2GOZFjUvvROx21GeStrENKczyeNcwGzCLC7zId/" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="467" data-original-width="700" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYruvUEV9DnOLZ7b7MaEFzy6ZVlfSVfTf71GZk9y8ya4lQ7Bpkdo6GFtXepfzXyyWCScPLnHcuNWUtFHgbyWhLVJ3yX7R8Y9Ew6TBvSi2GOZFjUvvROx21GeStrENKczyeNcwGzCLC7zId/w640-h426/0_DSC_4792.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p style="text-align: left;">I've been living off this green chili, bowl after bowl.</p><p style="text-align: left;">This same thing happened the first time I made chili forty-five years ago. I did not know what I was doing but that did not matter. I thought green chili meant jalapeños so that's what made my first chili green. It was hot as heck and eating it made me sweat. I'd finish a bowl and fill it back up and I kept doing that until the whole pot was gone.</p><p style="text-align: left;">And now that same thing is happening again.</p>Chip Ahoyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12597726289890879627noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3571686198243614822.post-16187725783190775112021-03-08T20:55:00.001-07:002021-03-08T20:55:13.158-07:00Vanilla ice cream, strawberries, aged balsamic<p style="text-align: center;"> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSRe6w3lUm0bf8P9eWBdw7dQNU-bfOWfPac9zvZciQe_1Dk6du7ogpNN2BKxz1ZPkmNQGxBr55ja9-Viy05HLpjXGpZNjJuJVJ6_2bt0lqHIRkoXJBVyA8PAR59_qk1m0Iil_o4rekc2o6/" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="525" data-original-width="700" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSRe6w3lUm0bf8P9eWBdw7dQNU-bfOWfPac9zvZciQe_1Dk6du7ogpNN2BKxz1ZPkmNQGxBr55ja9-Viy05HLpjXGpZNjJuJVJ6_2bt0lqHIRkoXJBVyA8PAR59_qk1m0Iil_o4rekc2o6/w640-h480/0_20210308_203940.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p></p>Chip Ahoyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12597726289890879627noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3571686198243614822.post-79117065071665277502021-03-07T19:19:00.006-07:002021-03-07T19:19:48.358-07:00Strawberry milkshake<p style="text-align: center;"> <br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEfCM3820VHamtkQAwapIajH5XAXJdMkOexHDXfuFomQTKr-irlikXMebzLO4ZbV9AGocHyB-iaHB0a79dT_-X84xG2TrFu97umNZzII1pcoLLZdnr6JA0RAPC3tPf0dRfBiQ2Y5JaaIn5/s700/20210307_190531.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="525" data-original-width="700" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEfCM3820VHamtkQAwapIajH5XAXJdMkOexHDXfuFomQTKr-irlikXMebzLO4ZbV9AGocHyB-iaHB0a79dT_-X84xG2TrFu97umNZzII1pcoLLZdnr6JA0RAPC3tPf0dRfBiQ2Y5JaaIn5/w640-h480/20210307_190531.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-jdK0vbcV9mvK6X3a-_MYZZZx0r1okSOBDVsvEoqlxP32gW0Ial2j_tCYxitMmXq9xfg_qrvWpzWEAXOLSrWDj70UBU8i5c_4-wLOLa7So-zyDoZ8doBPXd4_jmKtv7bvQniF9bCLEuKb/s700/20210307_190913.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="525" data-original-width="700" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-jdK0vbcV9mvK6X3a-_MYZZZx0r1okSOBDVsvEoqlxP32gW0Ial2j_tCYxitMmXq9xfg_qrvWpzWEAXOLSrWDj70UBU8i5c_4-wLOLa7So-zyDoZ8doBPXd4_jmKtv7bvQniF9bCLEuKb/w640-h480/20210307_190913.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><p></p>Chip Ahoyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12597726289890879627noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3571686198243614822.post-41959903178222372562021-03-07T14:03:00.005-07:002021-03-07T14:08:52.108-07:00Green chili, breakfast burrito<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjt_rGXKd6_fZ0-pw-zolpVqdn0etWywDQWTYKUQ1bDrPf0N6OZa0eLiX82DBUdWz9sddsc1SdTOcNN1057pIiCEWHnBa-9jnM9iq0x2PP3CYv0Ehn89IJp6fPD0xGlNOkLXYsGc-YrKRyQ/s700/DSC_4785.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="467" data-original-width="700" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjt_rGXKd6_fZ0-pw-zolpVqdn0etWywDQWTYKUQ1bDrPf0N6OZa0eLiX82DBUdWz9sddsc1SdTOcNN1057pIiCEWHnBa-9jnM9iq0x2PP3CYv0Ehn89IJp6fPD0xGlNOkLXYsGc-YrKRyQ/w640-h426/DSC_4785.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div><br /></div>This is a problem. I never intended to buy anything this big. Only 1/5 of this is cut off and used. <div><br /></div><div>Bone was stuck into the smaller portion. Left with the larger portion and re-frozen. That means this smaller portion was cooked without the bone that goes with it. It is bone-deprived. <br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3oPTCDx1I0tImNszZeMMx9yYRi-xfnA-RqyppJ5x5GozjM-Tk0UFUMKhVF7xIVzi9krONqpy5veVBdPLr5kytclOMknMczg7QNGj7OdbFXWqWVbjPbzPJi-yKcrAq-4gF5kB1NuiTz1h5/s700/DSC_4786.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="467" data-original-width="700" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3oPTCDx1I0tImNszZeMMx9yYRi-xfnA-RqyppJ5x5GozjM-Tk0UFUMKhVF7xIVzi9krONqpy5veVBdPLr5kytclOMknMczg7QNGj7OdbFXWqWVbjPbzPJi-yKcrAq-4gF5kB1NuiTz1h5/w640-h426/DSC_4786.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNl6UhB_A0REdieXuPBoY1OL7G7FAdBmm_2LDhU4qnFSsa6nPzOBFIPJbDU83B0OZb_5PDT-42hPJq7CZcV9cWdCyPEInXrBT8Y4raXNMGIZMaZiXUv1LEg7MhVfBgOGkfxu3H6ohyphenhyphen2Z7w/s700/DSC_4787.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="467" data-original-width="700" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNl6UhB_A0REdieXuPBoY1OL7G7FAdBmm_2LDhU4qnFSsa6nPzOBFIPJbDU83B0OZb_5PDT-42hPJq7CZcV9cWdCyPEInXrBT8Y4raXNMGIZMaZiXUv1LEg7MhVfBgOGkfxu3H6ohyphenhyphen2Z7w/w640-h426/DSC_4787.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div><br /></div>This is one piece bent in half.<br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimNcpiVu6-jFm11K6qTqOUK6-swHzMRTMzSyRJt8-WH_zcqKkK9sCQw_MxhHu0u-AkQXOok4vTU_eI-3frKistRqJ1cZ2rq_Kq9rrfc8_LcexnoZTlhl1q3HL95WfQng5wNGlihVQKjLzp/s700/DSC_4788.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="467" data-original-width="700" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimNcpiVu6-jFm11K6qTqOUK6-swHzMRTMzSyRJt8-WH_zcqKkK9sCQw_MxhHu0u-AkQXOok4vTU_eI-3frKistRqJ1cZ2rq_Kq9rrfc8_LcexnoZTlhl1q3HL95WfQng5wNGlihVQKjLzp/w640-h426/DSC_4788.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div><br /></div>The intention is to make a pork-heavy stew.</div><div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQRtg6mGnW-defnGV-r_IlDtMqYjDxqqIervVYZYluvnViaMiqRtt_6z2hDLrX3uokVeCmed-dkis6glewwpd3JTUDGwwbuBuWD6NPnn6NC6JRha6DVJJLIXyBvzwWgAlH-bFsg_7oKwHs/s700/DSC_4789.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="467" data-original-width="700" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQRtg6mGnW-defnGV-r_IlDtMqYjDxqqIervVYZYluvnViaMiqRtt_6z2hDLrX3uokVeCmed-dkis6glewwpd3JTUDGwwbuBuWD6NPnn6NC6JRha6DVJJLIXyBvzwWgAlH-bFsg_7oKwHs/w640-h426/DSC_4789.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div><br /></div>The tomatillos are the largest I've seen. Their size is throwing off the whole thing.</div><div><br /></div><div>These vegetables were roasted nearly completely black.</div><div><br /></div><div>Pathetic lack of photographs. The chili was taste-tested and adjusted.</div><div><br /></div><div>* 1 Tablespoon fish sauce </div><div>* 1 Tablespoon rice vinegar</div><div>* 1 Tablespoon brown sugar</div><div>* 3 frozen Hatch chiles</div><div>* 1 oz sake. This was the most convenient wine.</div><div>* butter</div><div><br /></div><div>The chili is done.</div><div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXvjtpOq-HKd43UEeUGjZDu4O-QZzAIvL9wrdQ9kJoMgXRVr5I8Z9MMhuBZ3chrMZzJQ71n1Nd1NtZc8AqTeR9SkLvZPsxnSMtWYB7pYJt9C0HZROhCHinMpAaGrA1TuCmirLNzaIMVXVG/s700/DSC_4790.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="467" data-original-width="700" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXvjtpOq-HKd43UEeUGjZDu4O-QZzAIvL9wrdQ9kJoMgXRVr5I8Z9MMhuBZ3chrMZzJQ71n1Nd1NtZc8AqTeR9SkLvZPsxnSMtWYB7pYJt9C0HZROhCHinMpAaGrA1TuCmirLNzaIMVXVG/w640-h426/DSC_4790.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div><br /></div>A small potato was microwaved until done then fried in butter. A single egg was fried in butter in the same pan. </div><div><br /></div><div>* This chili, inside the burrito and on top.</div><div>* 1 small potato for hashed browns</div><div>* 1 large egg</div><div>* grated Irish cheddar cheese</div><div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpmQVgczGAgQocsjkw41bPARwwOHB3Uw5UCE6xb0zrjeluFBaWMC68xSas9rUmrMyLWT2ntsaGKGSfUEWp_ZO-cNTIzcloHAD_1lzB610xy2KAMBoRUMQjtpnY1b1QrNexIcEWuYYNPnKk/s700/DSC_4791.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="467" data-original-width="700" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpmQVgczGAgQocsjkw41bPARwwOHB3Uw5UCE6xb0zrjeluFBaWMC68xSas9rUmrMyLWT2ntsaGKGSfUEWp_ZO-cNTIzcloHAD_1lzB610xy2KAMBoRUMQjtpnY1b1QrNexIcEWuYYNPnKk/w640-h426/DSC_4791.jpg" width="640" /></a></div></div>Chip Ahoyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12597726289890879627noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3571686198243614822.post-8251439526061506412021-03-06T14:29:00.002-07:002021-03-06T16:06:17.642-07:00Homemade fettuccine in cream sauce, curried cauliflower<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEha7YBgjTeWR6QQX6-GiGnvdwNI-hWX31U11R_zs6DyXmWdrrFKJ3TT5rWsN9pUDtrblT43dwWQWEKTKNuSimWXeWfyY3Dpjr1Lus6XJWwvnCskKcdzgWcQ4Lxbt1vJOonPe5Wg1a3m7IkW/s700/DSC_4778.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="467" data-original-width="700" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEha7YBgjTeWR6QQX6-GiGnvdwNI-hWX31U11R_zs6DyXmWdrrFKJ3TT5rWsN9pUDtrblT43dwWQWEKTKNuSimWXeWfyY3Dpjr1Lus6XJWwvnCskKcdzgWcQ4Lxbt1vJOonPe5Wg1a3m7IkW/w640-h426/DSC_4778.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div> </div>* 50% bread flour<div>* 50% semolina flour</div><div>* 1 egg yolk</div><div>* 1/2 egg shell container of water</div><div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixTf5hFnjgP8Q70WV6EeZHB77MsvkVo7CpuZR7axO4VgoXTjxfgcSlaBmspVHveT6sVUJa9NmLqLPrsrvZZcxIO_4zVI6A7VibzP5eZb9Q4vGHVjlbrVI7CDVyDmUfgt1enPsmsfpQizkV/s700/DSC_4779.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="467" data-original-width="700" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixTf5hFnjgP8Q70WV6EeZHB77MsvkVo7CpuZR7axO4VgoXTjxfgcSlaBmspVHveT6sVUJa9NmLqLPrsrvZZcxIO_4zVI6A7VibzP5eZb9Q4vGHVjlbrVI7CDVyDmUfgt1enPsmsfpQizkV/w640-h426/DSC_4779.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div><br /></div>* extremely dry </div><div>* rested for 1/2 hour</div><div>* texture changed completely</div><div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhB7c4BmEwgjooMB7yG1p4knYFzUeWEo7ORiUs7hKAMZ6Rs6ik0S2A15g2ut4N1UUL_ewX2up1tWZrwA0XQGeud6LShOpKiL-ndNbSYJUZG_woT39U1yVrruAxjiy17CwQN7Nbs1ZaRWmxX/s700/DSC_4780.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="467" data-original-width="700" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhB7c4BmEwgjooMB7yG1p4knYFzUeWEo7ORiUs7hKAMZ6Rs6ik0S2A15g2ut4N1UUL_ewX2up1tWZrwA0XQGeud6LShOpKiL-ndNbSYJUZG_woT39U1yVrruAxjiy17CwQN7Nbs1ZaRWmxX/w640-h426/DSC_4780.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4ARxI8wARaWKEI5Yi1arWSZ-EEffC9imI3oKIRTVEV0nVU1NGVsicjVfDKmDpMh0IJN1JH3pdoNvsQLR64JxZhFC14GNx5qn8A-K8Hw-xosSRK_o5rW2-77tyPOfgW164Bif5J_EAu7Ia/s700/DSC_4781.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="467" data-original-width="700" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4ARxI8wARaWKEI5Yi1arWSZ-EEffC9imI3oKIRTVEV0nVU1NGVsicjVfDKmDpMh0IJN1JH3pdoNvsQLR64JxZhFC14GNx5qn8A-K8Hw-xosSRK_o5rW2-77tyPOfgW164Bif5J_EAu7Ia/w640-h426/DSC_4781.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div><br /></div>* cooked separately with commercial curry powder plus a few extra spices; cinnamon, cumin, garlic.</div><div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEwQH3JAM3cPqP5SXOt2dJKXsQRXajME7CHpMFle8A13FhqTeDRXA2RGxse-dBteHglY3Fhz3IgJXYO6HUhp_1Hm4wMNhT8ury0_0RaaifjV5HDF4TxGdpCwVbnIeP-lCC0isE_aEcVtUs/s700/DSC_4782.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="467" data-original-width="700" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEwQH3JAM3cPqP5SXOt2dJKXsQRXajME7CHpMFle8A13FhqTeDRXA2RGxse-dBteHglY3Fhz3IgJXYO6HUhp_1Hm4wMNhT8ury0_0RaaifjV5HDF4TxGdpCwVbnIeP-lCC0isE_aEcVtUs/w640-h426/DSC_4782.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div><br /></div>* really super good butter</div><div>* salt / pepper</div><div>* teeny-tiny bit of cumin</div><div>* garlic</div><div>* teeny-tiny bit of mustard</div><div>* quite a lot of cream</div><div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhR1WZ_TdeXbI5Nbx2ukjBJQtngr5Dgz7560sAbOEIHEFKMPRzhNeFFHDk0Dd02GOXqLERPafBMs0mclLW2kw73wVOCfRIy5LY-Q7AS-lAmNUVLmmDDkwHxVHhIdtvpeODFm81bt72g0aGE/s700/DSC_4783.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="467" data-original-width="700" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhR1WZ_TdeXbI5Nbx2ukjBJQtngr5Dgz7560sAbOEIHEFKMPRzhNeFFHDk0Dd02GOXqLERPafBMs0mclLW2kw73wVOCfRIy5LY-Q7AS-lAmNUVLmmDDkwHxVHhIdtvpeODFm81bt72g0aGE/w640-h426/DSC_4783.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNeqKBC1IvfS9uRvk7OAPIYmCDATNu1On79IbK_NTaW-iZlBehkowhMVIykYdsB3Q9GZi7kvZGVeT5pZomWhls0NuVW_BC8-IIRETSQL4aHpOqcsQGqKUym6ItEkYn9X9cSgWCKDtGzt8x/s700/DSC_4784.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="467" data-original-width="700" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNeqKBC1IvfS9uRvk7OAPIYmCDATNu1On79IbK_NTaW-iZlBehkowhMVIykYdsB3Q9GZi7kvZGVeT5pZomWhls0NuVW_BC8-IIRETSQL4aHpOqcsQGqKUym6ItEkYn9X9cSgWCKDtGzt8x/w640-h426/DSC_4784.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p style="text-align: left;">* nutmeg</p><p style="text-align: left;">The cauliflower is cooked in the microwave separately from the butter and cream sauce. They are combined in the pan with the noodles. That's two separate flavor worlds combined; a complex curry and an easy-peasy cream sauce. Still separate. Eventually by pulling noodles from the bowl the two flavor worlds are combined completely. The two sauces go together very well. </p><p style="text-align: left;">No cheese this time. But there is nothing against it.</p></div>Chip Ahoyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12597726289890879627noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3571686198243614822.post-13552002042131152332021-03-05T12:44:00.000-07:002021-03-05T12:44:31.197-07:00Tossed green salad, bleu cheese dressing, Club crackers<p style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhK8BJRbIOqcgawjfazTSAUyAvz0QIb_uMjPUnV96h5ilAF_zjuYBnUxJvn1rec1V9IOZLcE-dNLLqsNZtVzzcwOnUTgrlap1gGHVig0toy4KsKeOnqKoY7mXj_8Dvoo9-MxU-Fk4Tffu9Q/s700/DSC_4775.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="467" data-original-width="700" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhK8BJRbIOqcgawjfazTSAUyAvz0QIb_uMjPUnV96h5ilAF_zjuYBnUxJvn1rec1V9IOZLcE-dNLLqsNZtVzzcwOnUTgrlap1gGHVig0toy4KsKeOnqKoY7mXj_8Dvoo9-MxU-Fk4Tffu9Q/w640-h426/DSC_4775.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p style="text-align: left;">Small. From Taste of Philly. A few days ago.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLP9799kiIxuhcU5H4MJNGDnzXzDxjv6OzsKoE4MGndvBAJoAL7GpJfAjlU-NewpYo_npi6U9MrW2NT44E2I6l71EIDNynNv_OaVu_dV0dNeGqe_Xsb-tLp4PasUzrgtptJztCkzDZy1MP/s700/DSC_4776.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="467" data-original-width="700" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLP9799kiIxuhcU5H4MJNGDnzXzDxjv6OzsKoE4MGndvBAJoAL7GpJfAjlU-NewpYo_npi6U9MrW2NT44E2I6l71EIDNynNv_OaVu_dV0dNeGqe_Xsb-tLp4PasUzrgtptJztCkzDZy1MP/w640-h426/DSC_4776.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p style="text-align: left;">Enhanced with Parmigiano Reggiano and buttery Club crackers. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2UMbhe0F04JAsWANfFDSwBEGGgRQMlEe0qVKpYp772weeWJrfs1mDWrA5DpTLSxK8U929KiV393J-xK6EYAzZZkYOJldEks7GIJAs9B7qAVZuyhz_wN7bQhp7x_mjTJ_h5qUC8wIRQJXO/s700/DSC_4777.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="467" data-original-width="700" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2UMbhe0F04JAsWANfFDSwBEGGgRQMlEe0qVKpYp772weeWJrfs1mDWrA5DpTLSxK8U929KiV393J-xK6EYAzZZkYOJldEks7GIJAs9B7qAVZuyhz_wN7bQhp7x_mjTJ_h5qUC8wIRQJXO/w640-h426/DSC_4777.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div style="text-align: left;">Taste of Philly makes their own bleu cheese dressing and I must admit it is among the best that I've tasted. Except for my own using Maytag bleu cheese which is like butter.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">That dressing; you mix it with mayonnaise and buttermilk and heavy cream and excellent bleu cheese without holding back, without being sensible about it. Make two quarts, use a cup, and give away the rest. It is a gift that people eagerly take from you. You don't even have to say anything. They'll automatically take it.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Taste of Philly knows about this. Look how insensible their bleu cheese chunks. This one chunk can flavor a whole jar, but I have it in one tiny cup.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIKutI87AHH5ATXoU7B1UvrFNCtwVfN4VqEUfRm7ic7KsJnCH3p4KuScmfx-nImvz-s5JNEPXCE1CA4X_l7q9IQfY6TCLkFGKSpKDY2BRNkf8uyGfqkspIWGDynh_tMatoDye9ifpcY0A_/" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="525" data-original-width="700" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIKutI87AHH5ATXoU7B1UvrFNCtwVfN4VqEUfRm7ic7KsJnCH3p4KuScmfx-nImvz-s5JNEPXCE1CA4X_l7q9IQfY6TCLkFGKSpKDY2BRNkf8uyGfqkspIWGDynh_tMatoDye9ifpcY0A_/w640-h480/20210305_123306.jpg" width="640" /></a></div></div><p></p>Chip Ahoyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12597726289890879627noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3571686198243614822.post-92186608982587965862021-03-04T16:53:00.006-07:002021-03-04T16:53:54.866-07:00Tuna, daikon, rice, kiwi<div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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Very satisfying sandwich. These people know how to hit the spot. </p>Chip Ahoyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12597726289890879627noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3571686198243614822.post-87070096374847775522021-03-02T17:13:00.004-07:002021-03-02T17:15:23.588-07:00The Breckenridge, Zep's Epiq Sandwiches<p style="text-align: center;"> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsLb6-mzE1SznFwYWQtPnNuQjvGCWQftqg4bX9BMycGaAfgRNWsHIzy6oWw8m0bYqW5QPn51PUofyuvd1n9rwHptmLKq47tHMt9TtycixZ2ebJWsbJbW9TjWx0VSCIcr4wNnCGcqo55NJ3/s700/20210302_143951.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="525" data-original-width="700" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsLb6-mzE1SznFwYWQtPnNuQjvGCWQftqg4bX9BMycGaAfgRNWsHIzy6oWw8m0bYqW5QPn51PUofyuvd1n9rwHptmLKq47tHMt9TtycixZ2ebJWsbJbW9TjWx0VSCIcr4wNnCGcqo55NJ3/w640-h480/20210302_143951.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQz6oWM23ojbalZOmXTjbhktH8-GljhyphenhyphenwudiaZN6AY2xmT_suBZ5JHidFtrJPyKAIACNHm4aWNgc_i4o3dVvEdvgpjKVli6Chmhhh4DN_HmZYQ4caQQB3F1cbpGn_YGQ-yuCVgMS5e2UTp/s700/20210302_143323.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="525" data-original-width="700" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQz6oWM23ojbalZOmXTjbhktH8-GljhyphenhyphenwudiaZN6AY2xmT_suBZ5JHidFtrJPyKAIACNHm4aWNgc_i4o3dVvEdvgpjKVli6Chmhhh4DN_HmZYQ4caQQB3F1cbpGn_YGQ-yuCVgMS5e2UTp/w640-h480/20210302_143323.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHneClL4C3i_l1ZOKfLJA-xY221zPI54Qbm72ps661rx4eTvsxBgyx01GLuX9569WNYk08pH0WgHrcTp_AbCsr7m_zvN1m42bSvYzl7L7bogAaE5ob4MWFyh-qspz8VI_LHnd_2TrO6crx/s700/20210302_143041.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="525" data-original-width="700" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHneClL4C3i_l1ZOKfLJA-xY221zPI54Qbm72ps661rx4eTvsxBgyx01GLuX9569WNYk08pH0WgHrcTp_AbCsr7m_zvN1m42bSvYzl7L7bogAaE5ob4MWFyh-qspz8VI_LHnd_2TrO6crx/w640-h480/20210302_143041.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p></p><p style="text-align: left;">I ran an errand a block away. </p><p style="text-align: left;">On the way to the shop, a woman driving down the alley stopped me right off to offer me a ride. </p><p style="text-align: left;">I lost the race with the meal delivery guy. He was come and gone before I got there.</p><p style="text-align: left;">On the way back I stopped at Zep's to pick up the order I called in earlier.</p><p style="text-align: left;">Two boys entered the crosswalk the same time as I did in front of the museum and they stopped short to allow me to pass. I stopped to allow them to pass. We looked at each other. The two teenage boys would not budge until I moved ahead of them. </p><p style="text-align: left;">Then the Zep's guy opened both doors wide open for the handicapped guy who needs all the help in the world. They're dying for want of customers.</p><p style="text-align: left;">Then moments later another youth stopped me walking the opposite direction. He asked me if I am blind. I said no, that I see quite well. He told me that is something praiseworthy. That people are killing themselves for less. He told me that having my sight is something to be thankful for. I told him thank you, that I am thankful for that. </p><p style="text-align: left;">Apparently I look like the type of guy that evokes curiosity and help and encouragement in other people. </p><p style="text-align: left;">I ate a portion of this and then slept. All tuckered out.</p>Chip Ahoyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12597726289890879627noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3571686198243614822.post-47422196982202576582021-03-01T19:10:00.002-07:002021-03-02T17:16:13.268-07:00Napa cabbage mixture with shrimp and seven Asian flavor ingredients, tuna with daikon radish<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEip5Dcrc1cDZwzgIE57F5l7hZTTwyenFli3omS1lp0OqIBmYW5u2RyARZ28j6ppRaaYGiYI07iVSicETw4cQR4nNODPxHBTxY0vzNiErDfH1tW5G2oQsdDT5LvRBJWuiKJTGYHcL_co8X2S/s700/DSC_4761.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="467" data-original-width="700" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEip5Dcrc1cDZwzgIE57F5l7hZTTwyenFli3omS1lp0OqIBmYW5u2RyARZ28j6ppRaaYGiYI07iVSicETw4cQR4nNODPxHBTxY0vzNiErDfH1tW5G2oQsdDT5LvRBJWuiKJTGYHcL_co8X2S/w640-h426/DSC_4761.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4daNlaQrD7j1BwPJfAf5iGD3ooheovD8bPoOoSYQwQQhzKwciD3l0Gemz9Y5eyI1OA-JGVO6xPMFkiCPmG2mkStl2wLEVsikJUbOXNQb7yUzAerdqsDWo02O9r5A0obPvFZGCARR2SzlX/s700/DSC_4762.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="467" data-original-width="700" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4daNlaQrD7j1BwPJfAf5iGD3ooheovD8bPoOoSYQwQQhzKwciD3l0Gemz9Y5eyI1OA-JGVO6xPMFkiCPmG2mkStl2wLEVsikJUbOXNQb7yUzAerdqsDWo02O9r5A0obPvFZGCARR2SzlX/w640-h426/DSC_4762.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiN6NqSrWPlHqBowEiHq8qeR0paNbLziDIzOkroy9sgWenmioKEg5HxVHW8SVGUEka9Te5F-5AzxxCUln4GoI17S_3hkwIz9X2yIdUkWZMIFn1Uq9OqdjTSm0i3RCz1Ar4jlEt_OnWv1Jia/s700/DSC_4763.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="467" data-original-width="700" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiN6NqSrWPlHqBowEiHq8qeR0paNbLziDIzOkroy9sgWenmioKEg5HxVHW8SVGUEka9Te5F-5AzxxCUln4GoI17S_3hkwIz9X2yIdUkWZMIFn1Uq9OqdjTSm0i3RCz1Ar4jlEt_OnWv1Jia/w640-h426/DSC_4763.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjahyDod_4q4EFERhqS7D7YDNPCCsrgPxRlZZ7ZYfxYECtsIMGrNvNTQ8ODfHhUjy-V1DoprRE9kuP3apPjgrxSuupEFFr7mSt3EzcTEKR6zONevxRnhTuEX4CoXKQAY2N1P_iClAWeJtnB/s700/DSC_4764.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="467" data-original-width="700" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjahyDod_4q4EFERhqS7D7YDNPCCsrgPxRlZZ7ZYfxYECtsIMGrNvNTQ8ODfHhUjy-V1DoprRE9kuP3apPjgrxSuupEFFr7mSt3EzcTEKR6zONevxRnhTuEX4CoXKQAY2N1P_iClAWeJtnB/w640-h426/DSC_4764.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div><br /></div>I visited Floyd's today for a haircut way overdue. By months. My hair started out very short but now it is long and unruly. A few months must have gone by. I washed it, towel dried it, then I left. Outside my hair looked truly wild but I did not know that. At Floyd's I saw in the mirror how Beethoven-hair outrageous it appeared. Going in every direction like a crazy person spinning stormy thoughts blowing out the top of my head. <div><br /></div><div>Outside at the corner I encountered a man who walked into Floyd's ahead of me. I was seated before him and he was seated next to me far side in the back. As usual I was seated in the farthermost spot. We both were. One blank chair between us. </div><div><br /></div><div>Floyd's is a very short distance. Only 3/4 city block. Catty-corner from me. Yet this was a difficult walk for me. My legs were not working. Nothing lined up. My feet did not work right. Each step was uncertain. I have zero balance. Zero certainty. The mask messed me up so I let it hang. Sunglasses dimmed the scene. Each step was slathered with thought. It felt like I was swimming. I had to direct both legs for each step. I was analyzing each portion of every step, monitoring what both legs are doing at each stage of each step. My legs are weak. My heart was pounding. Progress was slow. I allowed enough time. Very few people on the street, they each passed me up. By a lot. Like ping, then they're way ahead of me.</div><div><br /></div><div>I told the hairdresser from nothing in back to something on top. I'll leave that to her own art. But it is thin on top and thick on the sides so she will have to blend that to avoid making me look like Mao Zedong. Used to be Mao Tse Dung when I learned about him a long time ago. Wrote several papers on China in high school. That teacher was one of the hard ones.</div><div><br /></div><div> Ha ha ha ha.</div><div><br /></div><div>Do you know who that is? </div><div><br /></div><div> Uh, no.</div><div><br /></div><div>The first communist Chairman of China. He is the guy who made China communist. Sixty-five million died from him doing that. He has a tremendous weight on his soul. The number is arguable. The point is a lot of people died as he ruthlessly turned China communist.</div><div><br /></div><div>And my hairdresser does not know who that is.</div><div><br /></div><div>How can she possibly understand a political discussion centering on China? She has no conceptualization of anything resembling a threat. She knows only what her news programs tell her.</div><div><br /></div><div>I gave her $10.00 before starting and I think that made her tend with special attention. She blended the H-E-Double Wahl hair clippers out of my scalp, honestly rubbed it and blended the varying thicknesses totally in, then to finish provided a sharp part and pulled it all backward and set it in place so that I appear 100% Gatsby. </div><div><br /></div><div>As I was leaving the man seated next to me was finishing up. He acted surprised with my transformation, from wild street man to closely clean cut. I indicated the hairdresser. She blushed. His hairdresser thanked me for dinner. The man offered me a ride home.</div><div><br /></div><div>What?</div><div><br /></div><div>The man said, I saw you walking in. I saw that you were having difficulty. I am offering you a ride home. </div><div><br /></div><div>Crap. Apparently I look even worse than I feel. This is the first time that a stranger has offered me a ride because I look so bad when I walk. And it was a very short walk. </div>Chip Ahoyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12597726289890879627noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3571686198243614822.post-48853198422692554672021-02-24T14:35:00.001-07:002021-02-24T21:42:32.323-07:00French fries, 1/4 lb hamburger patty<p style="text-align: center;"> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEP9mpDB0jraS1SMcXd29NjYkJ_jAVz-6tGCxooF2Mk6ScwRM-IzNndCNN5uKS7x8OT3g_1n-Wq4HgCLWtdSEaX-2FV5t9l0MapTZQHl1dXs0kfEh0ie-qvGQcuy1WWgeerQlOvRb9KeVb/" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="467" data-original-width="700" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEP9mpDB0jraS1SMcXd29NjYkJ_jAVz-6tGCxooF2Mk6ScwRM-IzNndCNN5uKS7x8OT3g_1n-Wq4HgCLWtdSEaX-2FV5t9l0MapTZQHl1dXs0kfEh0ie-qvGQcuy1WWgeerQlOvRb9KeVb/w640-h426/0_DSC_4760.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p style="text-align: left;">Barry Sears says in his <a href="https://www.amazon.com/s?k=barry+sears&ref=nb_sb_noss_1" target="_blank">Zone diet books</a> that men can eat four meals each day containing .25 lb of ground beef. That's one pound of beef each day, and lose weight. </p><p style="text-align: left;">But that is way too much beef for me. Come on. Be realistic.</p><p style="text-align: left;">I should probably mention the potato was microwaved for six minutes without poking holes. </p><p style="text-align: left;">Then the microwave beeped done but I was down. I heard it beep like six times possibly thirty. A beep then a long pause then another beep. I kept thinking, "man, that's annoying." Finally I dragged myself up and the potato was room temperature.</p><p style="text-align: left;">Time. Is that even a thing? </p><p style="text-align: left;">Brought a pot of oil to 350℉ which in Celsius is medium-hot. </p><p style="text-align: left;">Peeled the cooked potato then cut it into French fries. Incidentally, I just now watched a successful sushi chef with a large online following and who I like very much cut French fries the stupidest way possible. The short way. The dumbest way. Then he fried them once, for short greasy limp stupid French fries that looked horrible from afar and even worse close up. And I'm sitting here wondering if I can even believe what I am seeing. He has a thousand videos but his French fry video is the worst.</p><p style="text-align: left;">These fries cooked up perfectly. Honestly, for the first time since I've lived here. I was beginning to think it is not possible one mile up, to get French fries like I did in Louisiana. Double-fry method. Triple-fry method. When the peel is pulled off and the potato is cut they are a bit fuzzy with dryish sticky starch. That fries beautifully. Light crisp crunchy with tender interior that is already cooked so dehydrates a bit. French fries do not get better than this.</p><p style="text-align: left;">And that makes me want to do it again.</p>Chip Ahoyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12597726289890879627noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3571686198243614822.post-25020049419495092972021-02-23T00:33:00.002-07:002021-02-23T00:37:58.386-07:00Pepperoni pizza fail<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBWipHHPfOr9plS9XLzbe5bVBglabHFsMcNaNXEgIYY9ppFWxSqoSB4-Hk3qADXnHJCRshVmScQ_bkIlR0nS-3FpMeeA0cvLjTN2B8nWEpJ169jBFTJkipknFOGzTjzQQj8gEg5VguvuKu/s700/DSC_4759.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="467" data-original-width="700" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBWipHHPfOr9plS9XLzbe5bVBglabHFsMcNaNXEgIYY9ppFWxSqoSB4-Hk3qADXnHJCRshVmScQ_bkIlR0nS-3FpMeeA0cvLjTN2B8nWEpJ169jBFTJkipknFOGzTjzQQj8gEg5VguvuKu/w640-h426/DSC_4759.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><span><a name='more'></a></span><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzTHvz5m-Dy6yajoM3vIBOkWZPCk6a1bNM5wM2c2eauUFfkJeuK4vtdU2y9qOaU9jWADMkQ3Uou52N8oiQqIx12S33LMpdUuRBlMycIWznfy_oYEBMRdazgtbjzReL6hkRKVtd_cyRTebf/s700/DSC_4747.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="467" data-original-width="700" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzTHvz5m-Dy6yajoM3vIBOkWZPCk6a1bNM5wM2c2eauUFfkJeuK4vtdU2y9qOaU9jWADMkQ3Uou52N8oiQqIx12S33LMpdUuRBlMycIWznfy_oYEBMRdazgtbjzReL6hkRKVtd_cyRTebf/w640-h426/DSC_4747.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div> </div>* 1/2 cup warm water<div>* 1 level teaspoon yeast, quite a lot for this small amount of water</div><div>* 1 level teaspoon sugar, fast food for the yeast.</div><div>* 1/2 level teaspoon sea salt</div><div>* 1 cup bread flour. The weight is the same as water making this 100% hydration</div><div><br /></div><div>It has already risen to this.</div><div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9l4CCh-YIu2L_rm_HHNtIAPTFavC1h8nstVtz7Nzm-PdeQOoRUyFMlOGeIXYDEeXwQJoa8FYjlqRANFLC1WrEhFQhR4OKNdvZeHRn1Ly7Zm6cR74y_Sqydfxo_9WEPVYa8tmFsI8FO0Bm/s700/DSC_4748.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="467" data-original-width="700" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9l4CCh-YIu2L_rm_HHNtIAPTFavC1h8nstVtz7Nzm-PdeQOoRUyFMlOGeIXYDEeXwQJoa8FYjlqRANFLC1WrEhFQhR4OKNdvZeHRn1Ly7Zm6cR74y_Sqydfxo_9WEPVYa8tmFsI8FO0Bm/w640-h426/DSC_4748.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div><br /></div>Stretched out by the cardinal points. Except more than four. More like six pulls as if making a Kaiser roll. </div><div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxZAXU-4i23YJAj6vfqC87CeMZ8bevwdxs8vJADVkUZ-fnQqMrK4yly25BgpSAtKwWNJujEGqKd_Xxt7Z0jigkBMGrBmvdmDCYV3BiXlddV_6Cdwvn_W51uT3T7pAcXOqGdVimmPbNgmZZ/s700/DSC_4749.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="467" data-original-width="700" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxZAXU-4i23YJAj6vfqC87CeMZ8bevwdxs8vJADVkUZ-fnQqMrK4yly25BgpSAtKwWNJujEGqKd_Xxt7Z0jigkBMGrBmvdmDCYV3BiXlddV_6Cdwvn_W51uT3T7pAcXOqGdVimmPbNgmZZ/w640-h426/DSC_4749.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div>It balloons fairly quickly to this. Usually this is done again but this batch pulled together and self-kneaded quite quickly. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQcB0U_tjO9g0W01fXirWU3ENmIp5BmzyhpnUzIjvxOWW5tSrUZl9z70M1OmEVhxxCIxISUTUqXyN6Cqc2QmPqQVz1k33QoK3LuK-gSV8-7I0IDeFpXdI6fljIWcRJbLpUNk9Be4Q3GrG2/s700/DSC_4751.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="467" data-original-width="700" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQcB0U_tjO9g0W01fXirWU3ENmIp5BmzyhpnUzIjvxOWW5tSrUZl9z70M1OmEVhxxCIxISUTUqXyN6Cqc2QmPqQVz1k33QoK3LuK-gSV8-7I0IDeFpXdI6fljIWcRJbLpUNk9Be4Q3GrG2/w640-h426/DSC_4751.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh71bYTutSAZ0XD3X08n4TZ68kH4kwXpeBJ4JAFtbu8T1Cu6SQ72EGs_DeWYaff36TbDomCviX7CxRA0pGGaz_xgUvyB7gzyUPP_KBONj_P6-jfi0YBLMnnfbhQCYmIxwCx5wUI_smVNKVZ/s700/DSC_4752.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; 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text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizS6_ga19bqUX13i10exbIu4Mbo0vM5Vmh4mPvRVSVjFuQ3BI5XRSUZNM1iCN32A2Wc_QEohpFjnuPD0-zK_EHmDOmF8i7ypr7e9bnaF8vFJHmOIGTsS_D1F856mZ2B9sYLXidWPnAur0w/s700/DSC_4758.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="467" data-original-width="700" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizS6_ga19bqUX13i10exbIu4Mbo0vM5Vmh4mPvRVSVjFuQ3BI5XRSUZNM1iCN32A2Wc_QEohpFjnuPD0-zK_EHmDOmF8i7ypr7e9bnaF8vFJHmOIGTsS_D1F856mZ2B9sYLXidWPnAur0w/w640-h426/DSC_4758.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div><br /></div>Simply <i>the</i> most disgusting pizza ever made on earth.</div><div><br /></div><div>Pepperoni is disgusting. Pre-shredded mozzarella is disgusting. My ersatz tomato paste sauce is disgusting. </div><div><br /></div><div>No matter what I do with these poor ingredients the result will be disgusting.</div><div><br /></div><div>Faith. Commitment. Promise. Henceforth I will never make another pepperoni pizza for the rest of my life. Period. This is the end of it.</div><div><br /></div><div>In fact, the rest of the pepperoni will be tossed. It's not even a real thing. The rest of the mozzarella will be tossed too. I did not buy that. It was substituted by Instacart. It is awful.</div><div><br /></div><div>The real shame of this is that I have excellent ingredients on hand each calling out to me throughout to use them. Pineapple! Two of them. Sandwich ham. Good deli stuff too. Jalapeños. Lots of them. The things that I like. Olives. Onions. Garlic. Roasted Hatch chiles. Very good very strong cheeses. Salami that is better than this greasy pepperoni. But I did not use them in order to imitate what most people do. And it is horrible. </div><div><br /></div><div>Perfectly horrible.</div><div><br /></div><div>I struggled with eating one piece. Then struggled with half a second piece. Total waste of time and energy and ingredients. This is one of those times when I hate myself for even trying to be ordinary.</div><div><br /></div><div>Conclusion: Fail. </div>Chip Ahoyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12597726289890879627noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3571686198243614822.post-12856565000106696322021-02-21T19:02:00.004-07:002021-02-22T14:52:11.999-07:00Pan-fried potato, mixed green vegetables, hamburger patty w/American cheese<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPDNgphlXBTuXoMgEZxwxNGXudSaM4rXWTlO0wQbKaTKnf9ZSOvBlgMR9UVIdcXj0dpbmS6FP5RUgJbvhouyTpRUvsf2kDNfkUy6b-8Y1dD19tN8tEsseeYQVRrpvMO_LmoSQhFSrMMh7J/s700/DSC_4738.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="467" data-original-width="700" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPDNgphlXBTuXoMgEZxwxNGXudSaM4rXWTlO0wQbKaTKnf9ZSOvBlgMR9UVIdcXj0dpbmS6FP5RUgJbvhouyTpRUvsf2kDNfkUy6b-8Y1dD19tN8tEsseeYQVRrpvMO_LmoSQhFSrMMh7J/w640-h426/DSC_4738.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Microwaved for 6 minutes without poking any holes into the potato. </div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmWQHcB0jVLU9qv9-xL0oT2y9egv_SpVtXFBYXe2QFGbz6-ANmnDdDf-T-XbXvE0BJkQg_8-uJIDcFPnXN8qm-wlEVwVSayFc6g9YM6ZGwPJPqtc110HmHoPAMIF4cr_XlnEAA073-7QlR/s700/DSC_4739.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="467" data-original-width="700" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmWQHcB0jVLU9qv9-xL0oT2y9egv_SpVtXFBYXe2QFGbz6-ANmnDdDf-T-XbXvE0BJkQg_8-uJIDcFPnXN8qm-wlEVwVSayFc6g9YM6ZGwPJPqtc110HmHoPAMIF4cr_XlnEAA073-7QlR/w640-h426/DSC_4739.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div><br /></div>I learned from watching so many potato-related videos that green underneath the skin indicates the storage went a bit warm. Potatoes are nightshades. Nightshades are poisonous. This green stuff that occurs under compromised storage can get you in trouble with nightshade poisoning. I do not know if this is true. It is what I saw in potato-related videos.<div><br /></div><div>At a party a few years ago my friends ate their potato skins with green underneath them anyway and nothing happened to them. </div><div><br /></div><div>Except that every single one of them voted the wrong way and did so with extreme sanctimony, and that means they are all now resolutely politically retarded. </div><div><br /></div><div>Every last one of them. </div><div><br /></div><div>I live in an insanely politically stupid city.</div><div><br /></div><div>Denver.</div><div><br /></div><div>So let this be a warning. Eating potatoes with green underneath the skin can make you 100% sanctimoniously politically retarded. And there will be no talking sense to you.</div><div><br /></div><div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNXr7u9iSQ9PiGVkKjP-3ddfA_hQ5bJMREchCtfyukLrvi2tpgL7rAyiajU6bzVVJ_1tXqq6BgSsofijUHtF2Vii9Oqb1ACrONFYfjVYsb_05mnf_bt-mu9MFcEzXbVrf1yN7aA23wEBP5/s700/DSC_4740.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="467" data-original-width="700" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNXr7u9iSQ9PiGVkKjP-3ddfA_hQ5bJMREchCtfyukLrvi2tpgL7rAyiajU6bzVVJ_1tXqq6BgSsofijUHtF2Vii9Oqb1ACrONFYfjVYsb_05mnf_bt-mu9MFcEzXbVrf1yN7aA23wEBP5/w640-h426/DSC_4740.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYrTIt5wnVhMMcMQN0AQfZIWkI_G8AhGlw6vBadJKmwWyvER_y35piechaAUAn72dRbjWa5Yu86J4yn9mZLuWdJdAb1TONJlwmWEyg-4jJ5Xs47xI3ZkCbQuaN-rWQDygDA_7_vlkQBtzU/s700/DSC_4741.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; 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text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRSWRLlZ6f5rRSZytRWCEetKSbB_aMF6yD-jtm81x1ZkKsgsuzEFD-pR_qHUouKWLWEe2jdkpb0kWFWJ7l1FFs5KdEbHmZKNGNU9QgoNQ0lUaf0vekarm1hSvO4TX0E_XGjBThyphenhyphenetUQmml/s700/DSC_4745.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="467" data-original-width="700" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRSWRLlZ6f5rRSZytRWCEetKSbB_aMF6yD-jtm81x1ZkKsgsuzEFD-pR_qHUouKWLWEe2jdkpb0kWFWJ7l1FFs5KdEbHmZKNGNU9QgoNQ0lUaf0vekarm1hSvO4TX0E_XGjBThyphenhyphenetUQmml/w640-h426/DSC_4745.jpg" width="640" /></a></div></div></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">None of the Instacart picker/drivers can find semolina in one particular store. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">So I bet them each $20.00 that they cannot find it. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Then paid them $20.00 anyway for doing all that tedious shopping, checking out, loading, delivering, re-loading, and now sometimes even unloading.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">But Jeremy knew right were semolina is placed in that store. This was easy for him. When he arrived here with the goods, I gave $20.00 for finding the semolina (or for knowing where it is) and another $20.00 for all the rest of the crap he went through to bring this stuff to me. From his p.o.v. a rather good take. An unfair win to his advantage. He behaved extremely grateful. He behaved surprised with the windfall. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">But everything was that efficient. These runners are good. I would not be so good as they are. I would be greatly annoyed with all the piddling crap and disinclined to choose the best of all things one-by-one. But these kids really do go for it. I've come to enjoy working with them. There have been so many now I believe that I know their type. Reliably, their enthusiasm, their drive, their energy are all exemplary. The people who choose this path to make extra money are all very help-oriented type people. I fit their help-profile precisely. And this service is fantastic and inexpensive. So long as you don't care about not seeing all the other stuff that the store might have on special or whatever. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">I gave Jeremy one of the chile pepper plants that I am growing in 4" pots under the Aerogarden lights. Surprisingly, he was delighted to have it. Then I told him that the peppers grow to the shape of wrinkled red penises. Peter Peppers. I thought that would put him off but instead it made him even more delighted. I love having these people around. </div>Chip Ahoyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12597726289890879627noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3571686198243614822.post-8753004095265967792021-02-18T12:07:00.001-07:002021-02-18T12:07:10.633-07:00Juice; pineapple, celery, cucumber<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhmXPkUIX3Qm9Apfi6zAGrqivXb1fAXUzDpHoFXjvqFMRrpiaBr9mZ5mtKSdzvIJzNdJoNf4W_cjMsv29yDMSeVWp3j47X8YoRA3ucY6r7uUV9xX_Y-CpNID9zp45umpWHC9pppczLHXqk/s700/DSC_4733.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="467" data-original-width="700" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhmXPkUIX3Qm9Apfi6zAGrqivXb1fAXUzDpHoFXjvqFMRrpiaBr9mZ5mtKSdzvIJzNdJoNf4W_cjMsv29yDMSeVWp3j47X8YoRA3ucY6r7uUV9xX_Y-CpNID9zp45umpWHC9pppczLHXqk/w640-h426/DSC_4733.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihN72Us8DSKdLCJ4ktv23bVyUKCWpgijeqXHPVVGcHs4seUxcoydItpdLEuPY_Zl3XzJVW7VYdigSdsa92G23jLE61_PAiBzm5j_rcqTD7mhmhifxTpVC5CzD-GQpXnlOD5f24yLCzVLrE/s700/DSC_4734.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="467" data-original-width="700" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihN72Us8DSKdLCJ4ktv23bVyUKCWpgijeqXHPVVGcHs4seUxcoydItpdLEuPY_Zl3XzJVW7VYdigSdsa92G23jLE61_PAiBzm5j_rcqTD7mhmhifxTpVC5CzD-GQpXnlOD5f24yLCzVLrE/w640-h426/DSC_4734.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiA0s4XtURb3AHz8g5qltugT_ftN8Y9cO4iFf8Q-gh_Sy29-ccQnfYvB7dD-4YjRpE6S8TRzHyFDvFaZUwnoILa_1uY-pOU88oUVZ5X6Qwq_132DjqH8C3i2jqeGLishDrTqS5ZSbxOTek/s700/DSC_4735.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="466" data-original-width="700" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiA0s4XtURb3AHz8g5qltugT_ftN8Y9cO4iFf8Q-gh_Sy29-ccQnfYvB7dD-4YjRpE6S8TRzHyFDvFaZUwnoILa_1uY-pOU88oUVZ5X6Qwq_132DjqH8C3i2jqeGLishDrTqS5ZSbxOTek/w640-h426/DSC_4735.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLWZsuJ_jVqD2CFkLRZHyvgQSqODxtdz4PZjGcWQRiTdjQ3SctjjkR5qwSak2Q4fSbEJi-wwmfg9Jcw6NIj8a0cltIzuSB96FlEE_fVwCnK8VvfHk6ihkR2GvlGCv71ycWaqan4M1VBev3/s700/DSC_4737.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="467" data-original-width="700" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLWZsuJ_jVqD2CFkLRZHyvgQSqODxtdz4PZjGcWQRiTdjQ3SctjjkR5qwSak2Q4fSbEJi-wwmfg9Jcw6NIj8a0cltIzuSB96FlEE_fVwCnK8VvfHk6ihkR2GvlGCv71ycWaqan4M1VBev3/w640-h426/DSC_4737.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Celery juice is actually a bit bitter. I was hoping the pineapple would overwhelm the celery but it fails. Pineapple almost fixes it but it only goes half way. That means cut the celery in half.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Maybe honey can repair the taste of this bitter celery. I don't know. I am not enjoying this.</div>Chip Ahoyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12597726289890879627noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3571686198243614822.post-83863683357762754232021-02-14T16:43:00.002-07:002021-02-14T16:55:44.643-07:00Louisiana honey over eggs and bacon<p style="text-align: center;"> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQG6hAP8ieiBisewavNiQbFveM_IRG6y3CxVMYocM0HIsivVHOEHAg6kuitbvCUUNIYIICNUshU-Bzd0WBrbdepccpJHG93ZHv04-DfBpqV8UaGjEOLbWuI5kwjOARRRHNWXfSo1cfjwCN/s700/DSC_4730.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="467" data-original-width="700" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQG6hAP8ieiBisewavNiQbFveM_IRG6y3CxVMYocM0HIsivVHOEHAg6kuitbvCUUNIYIICNUshU-Bzd0WBrbdepccpJHG93ZHv04-DfBpqV8UaGjEOLbWuI5kwjOARRRHNWXfSo1cfjwCN/w640-h426/DSC_4730.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjiPohLqbzcP1elnaCDhHEIYLxGs6rEN6I6MXcsPJlJY1nRInvm6nzywh6KZjNjLCC5tx1F8kp918QbroAhAdjq3NKuBmAmi6CGWRIzZyIHEKIaLXWT9mB_uXreGLaCJYW8VoE7Sk3XDDTk/s700/DSC_4728.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="467" data-original-width="700" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjiPohLqbzcP1elnaCDhHEIYLxGs6rEN6I6MXcsPJlJY1nRInvm6nzywh6KZjNjLCC5tx1F8kp918QbroAhAdjq3NKuBmAmi6CGWRIzZyIHEKIaLXWT9mB_uXreGLaCJYW8VoE7Sk3XDDTk/w640-h426/DSC_4728.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"></td></tr></tbody></table><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwiFpJDvJx-dP9um8COqvCqnPnvfKH1DxT0xXvMqXu1qO99HMYm38Ttkhyqm93fYvYd0NstflbaJ-4er0pTNFAtT7TgMa0GP3OAEcF88Khd6ow8nPAaOiZ8oMavtoilJOgBAlY1c4BlP-D/s700/DSC_4729.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="467" data-original-width="700" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwiFpJDvJx-dP9um8COqvCqnPnvfKH1DxT0xXvMqXu1qO99HMYm38Ttkhyqm93fYvYd0NstflbaJ-4er0pTNFAtT7TgMa0GP3OAEcF88Khd6ow8nPAaOiZ8oMavtoilJOgBAlY1c4BlP-D/w640-h426/DSC_4729.jpg" width="640" /></a></p><p style="text-align: left;">The honey is dark and deep and broad and overwhelming a bit weirdly incorporating all manner of flora. Things that bloom that you've never heard of. Things you would not plant. That just happen to be there. Like a jungle. Just look at the variety of plants immediately outside one of their rows of hive boxes, a true jungle of low-level flowering weeds. </p><p style="text-align: left;">This place is west of New Orleans in the center of Louisiana near the bottom of the state. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfLQtgvAbQZY7gIbhFxfoUjZYlFk7yKiPs7G4Zku3qQKa77f-tZXzY7MPPUHXn8xHJbIDlTXn-2dFQieO_8l6RaIAhlNtDCgPiojAYz64tYUYE6RkEwrs1LSCf0NqCTd81unsCPSa9QQA9/" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="751" data-original-width="1200" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfLQtgvAbQZY7gIbhFxfoUjZYlFk7yKiPs7G4Zku3qQKa77f-tZXzY7MPPUHXn8xHJbIDlTXn-2dFQieO_8l6RaIAhlNtDCgPiojAYz64tYUYE6RkEwrs1LSCf0NqCTd81unsCPSa9QQA9/w640-h400/hives%252C+Louisiana+honey.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div style="text-align: left;">Harsh compared with gentler honey. Complex compared with the one-note types. You might think it nice to take a stroll through the jungle one time then right off the heat sets in and the moisture takes over, you can feel the bacteria growing on your own body, insects and bat poop and snakes and thorns, vines with nothing but tiny spikes on them interwoven as random strung together killer basketry. The bites, the stings, the venom, the sap, the extrusions, the poisonous creatures that live in their bromeliad pools consuming insects that flew in there. Rats, lizards, spiders, ticks, various fungus. It's all in the honey. </div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">And that's a bit shocking. All that's a bit thick. All that coats the inside of your mouth with darkness entirely as a tropical storm slams with great pressure, then as you swallow the intensity fades with remnant portions appearing, Iris brevicaulis ringing my mouth along the edges of my gums, itea virginica under my tongue, Phlox divaricata in my cheeks, Rhododendron viscosum fades from the roof of my mouth. It is a riot. That identifies as it fades. I am not ready for this cacophonous honey.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">But what if I oil it down and protein it up? What if it is not the predominate flavor? What if I set the honey with things that have their own deep flavors? What if the honey must play second fiddle, or third. Huh? Then what?</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">What if all that is just a component? Your sweetener so complex as this. I think this honey will add excellence to anything. </div></div>Chip Ahoyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12597726289890879627noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3571686198243614822.post-26365595232543519132021-02-13T17:35:00.000-07:002021-02-13T17:35:08.143-07:00Blanched cole slaw with pineapple, pork loin chop<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1AnAGm7vgoeO8Yz4N21zZKyLeiA1m_i6GV5J6KHSZstk2ApWioaYV4V2fHNp0lCAuO9iqVfLlvGXli7dzEY13Vd7SnhVRAlt4FtJI5CmSrFt_LxRnodDVuXnas7HYFW3WETGdMFqqlL4G/s700/DSC_4718.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="467" data-original-width="700" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1AnAGm7vgoeO8Yz4N21zZKyLeiA1m_i6GV5J6KHSZstk2ApWioaYV4V2fHNp0lCAuO9iqVfLlvGXli7dzEY13Vd7SnhVRAlt4FtJI5CmSrFt_LxRnodDVuXnas7HYFW3WETGdMFqqlL4G/w640-h426/DSC_4718.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div><br /></div>* cabbage<div>* carrot</div><div>* onion</div><div>* entire pot of boiling water poured over the entire bowl of vegetables and covered for five minutes.</div><div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBsKlb556JqeRmcvwhc-kNRUZlT1vJBVsL6AM_uys14Wm1KHs4mlTQv1CHQFtwRRCIk7zvhefumY6RQspBkQimz_EwJ6NRwP9PLj5bsKr2JrPEOOAqRhTQXf2-GROSCXZkm3Yx8SO0kPIv/s700/DSC_4719.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="467" data-original-width="700" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBsKlb556JqeRmcvwhc-kNRUZlT1vJBVsL6AM_uys14Wm1KHs4mlTQv1CHQFtwRRCIk7zvhefumY6RQspBkQimz_EwJ6NRwP9PLj5bsKr2JrPEOOAqRhTQXf2-GROSCXZkm3Yx8SO0kPIv/w640-h426/DSC_4719.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div><br /></div>* rice vinegar</div><div>* soy sauce</div><div>* sugar</div><div>* fish sauce</div><div>* toasted sesame seed oil</div><div>* pineapple juice</div><div>* heated to boiling</div><div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3vmGnppdM-3UuQ70bxQadXTvHH-jiGaId0iNS00LON2DmS_plIDuLBfQVQ8m3PPeuScrUIXzEOAuOZF2q1cibc5muT7kPMH9KTr75x3eEy44uhBvWGnxcgfmOVFc1Rt_MGB1vi98_cdNf/s700/DSC_4721.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="467" data-original-width="700" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3vmGnppdM-3UuQ70bxQadXTvHH-jiGaId0iNS00LON2DmS_plIDuLBfQVQ8m3PPeuScrUIXzEOAuOZF2q1cibc5muT7kPMH9KTr75x3eEy44uhBvWGnxcgfmOVFc1Rt_MGB1vi98_cdNf/w640-h426/DSC_4721.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxyPumcarcOepayf_pm1nwiwpX8vZ_9_nitkR-wQ7S77n3pD8KapLVcHQycY97oSMiUboQuIK2zy6cCqGq3eNLbdqMhqkq0RvdAGaj7AqoZHx5P2GzAuo3dluuuNO3BpR-Qri5WHbCQdZq/s700/DSC_4722.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="467" data-original-width="700" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxyPumcarcOepayf_pm1nwiwpX8vZ_9_nitkR-wQ7S77n3pD8KapLVcHQycY97oSMiUboQuIK2zy6cCqGq3eNLbdqMhqkq0RvdAGaj7AqoZHx5P2GzAuo3dluuuNO3BpR-Qri5WHbCQdZq/w640-h426/DSC_4722.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div><br /></div>* blanched vegetables.</div><div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh70F3RZU3qFAXXR88k7Zhd0qG6_pRO2jTYPyK0gNGdiOTVyA8jvoyysBsU4SCfR_2lw1VSIHuZJu5Rqkb5GAw8U9zJ3bnj2OEnr_xjDKjsUWkxZGHZJQBy9csW9Iq15O_G3uQFjCsdo1Ri/s700/DSC_4723.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="467" data-original-width="700" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh70F3RZU3qFAXXR88k7Zhd0qG6_pRO2jTYPyK0gNGdiOTVyA8jvoyysBsU4SCfR_2lw1VSIHuZJu5Rqkb5GAw8U9zJ3bnj2OEnr_xjDKjsUWkxZGHZJQBy9csW9Iq15O_G3uQFjCsdo1Ri/w640-h426/DSC_4723.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div><br /></div>* sauce added. It absorbed the whole thing.</div><div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhekFgNPXb5gqeeXsxeCFrkN7-hEKovsewMyB195r0_Pk_Aacj8MNGeg5ixaLcXJzwFPkZGKKQzlLLQ02ubHHG-GM6QMKzikoJtZuGGmXvO85s6rVBjYqhJOTCdZnDdqx1_0biAc6KF0DkP/s700/DSC_4724.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="467" data-original-width="700" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhekFgNPXb5gqeeXsxeCFrkN7-hEKovsewMyB195r0_Pk_Aacj8MNGeg5ixaLcXJzwFPkZGKKQzlLLQ02ubHHG-GM6QMKzikoJtZuGGmXvO85s6rVBjYqhJOTCdZnDdqx1_0biAc6KF0DkP/w640-h426/DSC_4724.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">* pineapple added</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYjp3s-hiaj58O8jB3LJRvUtb-_GueVS1ugVMrJvNkhv6N3CqsbTa5x2SWHi4VFR6B7EM4IXXgxTh_raGTxpwi1UVGO51Oot6AfgKU_OUtzxoAHVZoP7lofGtfFdpfgTpTtgR02VHQe1P-/s700/DSC_4725.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="467" data-original-width="700" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYjp3s-hiaj58O8jB3LJRvUtb-_GueVS1ugVMrJvNkhv6N3CqsbTa5x2SWHi4VFR6B7EM4IXXgxTh_raGTxpwi1UVGO51Oot6AfgKU_OUtzxoAHVZoP7lofGtfFdpfgTpTtgR02VHQe1P-/w640-h426/DSC_4725.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhw5Jmz0Mh1AiU-I_ZiSWwja4FVf2ZOc65mYAwvy44Uf3Cf1biK-fHqxuBAeEpIuCq85JqaNS5FkEczNhCbcRlRZwRoRSO5rtUjjohVNEOu36ES_k-fBRP5_DDB5qDhDjD_f4O4fsrDzxnS/s700/DSC_4726.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="467" data-original-width="700" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhw5Jmz0Mh1AiU-I_ZiSWwja4FVf2ZOc65mYAwvy44Uf3Cf1biK-fHqxuBAeEpIuCq85JqaNS5FkEczNhCbcRlRZwRoRSO5rtUjjohVNEOu36ES_k-fBRP5_DDB5qDhDjD_f4O4fsrDzxnS/w640-h426/DSC_4726.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p style="text-align: left;">Curtido. A favorite of El Salvador. Intended to be slightly fermented but mine is not. Some recipes call for pineapple vinegar while I am using fresh pineapple. It's not the same thing but it is based on their idea. I didn't add nearly enough salt to allow this to ferment. </p><p style="text-align: left;">The simple little pork chop is excellent.</p></div>Chip Ahoyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12597726289890879627noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3571686198243614822.post-41537002492381330352021-02-12T19:54:00.001-07:002021-02-12T19:54:38.330-07:00Macaroni and cheese with bacon and jalapeño <p style="text-align: center;"> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhECZLB6utWncpN0ihL94-B_eGP1fSOTfFhhWeNy0ZZSeYJiIhUBZHWRjCHBIHeCZKJ-CpBaCxcTn7u3xQ9hOFt8CohqJY8pvELhccLxmu90p2r1-WrIS2XEgMGdTHftisO6zckZH14Pboh/" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="467" data-original-width="700" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhECZLB6utWncpN0ihL94-B_eGP1fSOTfFhhWeNy0ZZSeYJiIhUBZHWRjCHBIHeCZKJ-CpBaCxcTn7u3xQ9hOFt8CohqJY8pvELhccLxmu90p2r1-WrIS2XEgMGdTHftisO6zckZH14Pboh/w640-h426/0_DSC_4717.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p></p><p style="text-align: left;">Prepared against the instructions on the macaroni box.</p><p style="text-align: left;">The pasta does not cook so long. With far less water than usual. The idea is for the water to run out as it is cooking. To be replaced with milk. Enough milk to be extra runny. Then cheese blended in and then butter blended in and then off the heat an egg whipped in continuously so that egg does not solidify, rather, with more heat if necessary, stir the egg on increased heat until the whole thing thickens.</p><p style="text-align: left;">This is very good. Great cheese. Great bacon. Zero-capsaicin jalapeño. </p>Chip Ahoyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12597726289890879627noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3571686198243614822.post-29416958555373839352021-02-11T19:37:00.003-07:002021-02-11T19:37:45.769-07:00Apple, cheddar cheese, pecans, dill pickle, ham<p style="text-align: center;"> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhG2HT8ASs5_bkBtDwysR-F0-OXGDe5RgDb26vN2ljfacfxMgnSe2y9TT18joalifUujjRWSbffgRgpSs-8UITws_fN_vajGAdM1CTqkrzLM4THWhw2y7x4eVPLUGzMRU5tq3a5iQl59VVd/" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="467" data-original-width="700" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhG2HT8ASs5_bkBtDwysR-F0-OXGDe5RgDb26vN2ljfacfxMgnSe2y9TT18joalifUujjRWSbffgRgpSs-8UITws_fN_vajGAdM1CTqkrzLM4THWhw2y7x4eVPLUGzMRU5tq3a5iQl59VVd/w640-h426/0_DSC_4716.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><p></p>Chip Ahoyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12597726289890879627noreply@blogger.com0