Friday, January 20, 2017
Thursday, January 19, 2017
Tuesday, January 17, 2017
Monday, January 16, 2017
Saturday, January 14, 2017
Friday, January 13, 2017
Thursday, January 12, 2017
Tuesday, January 10, 2017
Monday, January 9, 2017
Sunday, January 8, 2017
Saturday, January 7, 2017
To allay the fears and worries of a certain aunt in Michigan who is prone to worry needlessly about these types of things, we're fine. We got about six inches of snow and it's bitterly cold and will remain cold until Monday, but we're fine. I stocked up on essentials yesterday when the storm was just beginning to hit, so we're fine for food and toilet paper. Also, this snow is a dry snow so it's resting lightly on the ground, the power lines, the telephone lines, and roof tops across the area, so we're all fine with that. Since we know how to deal with the snow and the cold the main roads and highways are clear and the side streets in town are being plowed slowly but surely, so we're fine there too. The bottom line is, stop worrying, we're fine.
Friday, January 6, 2017
Thursday, January 5, 2017
But honestly, fuck them. I'll vote Justice in 2020. They can stay the tiny little boutique party for disaffected Democrats who secretly long for the days when the Clintons ran everything. I'm done with that bullshit. I want real change, not anymore of that Republican Lite.
Wednesday, January 4, 2017
Monday, January 2, 2017
Sunday, January 1, 2017
Saturday, December 31, 2016
Thursday, December 29, 2016
Wednesday, December 28, 2016
Sparky got me Vivian Howard's cookbook for Christmas. (If you don't know who Vivian is, then look her up you lazy uninformed bastards.) And I decided to make one of her restaurant's most popular dishes, pimento cheese grits with salsa.
Confession #1 first though, when I moved south in 1974 I tried grits and I hated them They tasted like paste mixed with sand. But later I found out that the problem was all the grits I tried back then were crap. Don't ever eat Quaker Oats brand grits, especially the instant ones, they're fucking awful. These days I love love love grits, especially Lakeside brand, they're made from yellow corn so they're nice and yellowy. The best dishes begin with the best ingredients.
I began by cooking my grits. I cooked enough for the two of us, which is a half a cup of grits stirred into two cups boiling water. You stir them until the grits absorb all the water and if you have to, mash out all the lumps.
Then I poured my grits into the skillet and let them cool completely.
After I made the rest of the meal, I put my grits into the oven to bake. I baked them at 375 F for about 15 minutes. Then I put the pimento cheese on of them and I baked them for 10 more minutes.
After they finished baking I took them out and I spread some of my homemade canned salsa on them and I cut them into pizza like slices.
The verdict: DELICIOUS. The grits were fantastic and the pimento cheese and salsa complimented each other like crazy. I am definitely making this dish again.
Confession #2: I didn't follow Vivian's recipe exactly, I used it as a template rather than something to exactly slavishly follow. Mine turned out fine, even if they were a little less crispy looking then hers looked in her cookbook.
Sidenote, once I finish reading her cookbook I will review it here, so stay tuned.
Monday, December 26, 2016
Sunday, December 25, 2016
Looking back on it all I'm not sure how they always pulled it off because we were dirt poor living hand to mouth in the projects in Detroit. I'm sure they borrowed money from the rest of the family, I can only imagine how hard it must have been for them to ask, but somehow they always came through. Mom had it rough raising five kids on a shoestring while having to deal with a mentally husband who was in and out of the hospital all the time, but somehow she did. And dad had it rough dealing with his illness in a day when it was nearly verboten to admit that one had a mental illness. They dealt with things the best way they could and they did a hell of a job. I wish they were both here so I could thank them in person.
Mom and dad, you were the best. The absolute best. Happy eternity where ever you are.