Mais, I woke up this morning with a chocolate jones ... mix, mix, bake, bake ... this cured what was ailin' me, ah garrontee ~ Texas Buttermilk Chocolate Sheet Cake ... one of my favorites. My sis makes this all the time ... took me about 25 years to coax dat recipe out of her, so you don't think I'm gonna post it here, do ya?? LOL
The 2 pics above are of the old hand water pump we had in the back yard out at the farm. The well was hand dug, and was the only source of water for the house when it was first built. Eventually a pumphouse was built (pumping water from that same well) and we got running water in the house. The old pump still got a lot of use, though ... mostly for us kids and hired hands to wash up (hands and feet) before going into the house. Mama din't cotton to people trackin' dirt and mud into her house, no! That's the SW corner of the house (Mom & Dad's bedroom) in the bottom pic ... and if you look closely at the top pic, you can see the corner of the brooder house in the upper right ... and an old piece of horse-drawn farm machinery sitting beside it in the weeds ~ I think it was called a 4-row lister.
These are a couple of old cream cans sittin' in the shady weeds ~ we had hundreds of these old cream cans when the farm was a working dairy ... milked 70-80 head of cattle twice a day ... that's a lot of milk. At one time, we were the 3rd largest dairy in the state of Kansas ... one of the first dairys in the country to use the new electronic milking machines (Surge) ~ I can remember making the switch from hand-milking to mechanical milking machines was a big, big deal ... newfangled technology, dat.
The 2 photos above are of the old hen house, where we kept our layin' chickens. I remember going out to this building to *gather the eggs* when I was a kid ... until one time I reached into a nest to get some eggs and there was a big ol' cold, slimy black snake in there ... whooooboy, I went flying out that ol' hen house lickety split, ah garrontee!! I wasn't too keen on gatherin' the eggs after that...
This photo is of the old cattle loading chute that was adjacent to the cattle pens next to our barn ~ the chute was built by my Dad and one of the neighbors, Cecil Kolterman. I spent many hours as a kid, playing on and around this chute. It was my fort. All pics were taken by me, circa 1982.
Made some hearty cold weather grub today ~ old-fashioned beef and noodles (used top sirloin) with fresh mushrooms, fresh garlic, onions, thyme & nice big fat egg noodles ... served it up over real horseradish mashed potatoes & sided it with fresh buttered carrots and peas. Slide show <---click
So ... my wife is standing there nude, looking in the bedroom mirror. She is not at all happy with what she sees and says to me: "I feel horrible; I look old, fat & ugly ... I really need you to pay me a compliment."
And I replied: "Well ... your eyesight's damn near perfect."
Breakfast in the coonass cucina ~ some the best boodan I ever ate (made in Lafayette, Louisiana) smoked over applewood, on a couple scratch buttermilk black pepper catheads, topped with farm-fresh scrambled eggs in bacon cream gravy, and sprinkled with some crisp bacon. Slide show <--click
This is the post office in Havensville, Kansas ~ where my dad was a rural mail carrier for 20 years, after he retired from farming in 1963. He took his job very seriously ... never missing a day of work in 20 years. The mail must go through. His route required him to drive about 85-100 miles through the country backroads every day, and he never missed a beat ~ making his appointed rounds on time, come hell or high water. The bottom picture is the back of the post office ... notice Harley's drug store across the street. These pics were taken by me, circa 1982.
Pulled pork/smoked sausage combo bbq sand, open faced ... red beans & rice with homemade venison hot links sausage, fresh cut shoestring fries and buttered brussel sprouts ~ put a lil' south in yer mouth!!
Mais ... it's Monday ~ and dat means a pot of red & white in the coonass cucina ... set these red beans t'soakin' last night, roasted the veggies with some my homemade venison hot links sausage & throwed it all in the pot. Lookin' good, ah garrontee ~ gonna side it up with some cracklin' cornbread, fluffy rice & fried okra.
This is my buddy Willdog and I ... sittin' out front the Emma Chase Cafe in Cottonwood Falls a couple summers ago ~ we went over there to hear our friends Monica & Patrick (The Farm Couple) play an outdoor/street concert. We met up with some other friends - had a picnic lunch in the beautiful Kansas Flint Hills, and heard some great music. It was a groovy kinda day.
Doing a lil' prep this afternoon, while watching the KU bb game on the 'lectric teevee ... created some interesting looking taters for breakfast tomorrow. These are red bliss, gently parboiled whole until about 1/2 done ... then sliced thick while still warm & pressed into a mixture of crushed Pringles potato chips, Dizzy Pig Swamp Venom and a lil' bit parmesan cheese. The natural starches in the potatoes made the breading stick real good when they cooled and dried. Tomorrow, will pan fry them in a lil' butter ... to side up my eggs & sausage. Ain't no fancy city vittles.
Well, fast forward about 18 hours to Sunday morning ~ here's what those taters look like ... taste much more better than good, ah garrontee.
Playing around with my new Canon scanner today ~ scanning and uploading some newspaper clippings from my workin' days ~ now, if I can just figure out how to resize original newspaper clippings to fit my scanner!
Had a nice big bunch of fresh mustard greens pass thru the coonass cucina, so I commenced to cookin' with it ~ made a pot of sirloin steak/veggie soup & put about 2/3 them greens in the soup (dat was real good) ... then I hauled off and made a batch of Carolina red slaw w/mustard greens & hot dressing made with a homemade Carolina mustard-based bbq sauce (dat was real good, too) ... then I made these pan-fried potatoes w/mustard greens, onions & bacon (you know dat was good, ah garrontee) ... and today I'm fixin' to put some red beans to saokin', for to make a pot of red beans & rice w/homemade venison hot sausage and cracklin' cornbread ... and I recon dat will eat real good, too. Don't let nobody fool ya, greens is good groceries!!
J.D. Crowe ~ Will You Be Satisfied That Way
We've been together for so long It hurts to know your love is gone Here's all my lonely heart can say Will you be satisfied that way
Will you be satisfied to roam Will memories fade when you are gone A new love led your heart astray Will you be satisfied that way
It's hard to stay when it is cold So often that this story's told I'm not asking that you pity me Will you be satisfied that way
Will you be satisfied to know You left a heart that's beating low Somehow, somewhere you'll have to pay Will you be satisfied that way
Deep down inside I'll love you yet I've suffered but there's no regret Love can't be bought it must be free Will you be satisfied that way
Will you be satisfied to roam Will memories fade when you are gone A new love led your heart astray Will you be satisfied that way
This is where I used to go to get me a bottle of sody pop when I was a kid ~ Harley Davis' Drug Store, in Havensville, Kansas. This was one of the few places where I could get a bottle of 3-V Cola and a Cherry Mash candy bar for a quarter. There used to be a couple of old wooden benches out front, where I could sit in the shade & drink my 3-V and eat my candy bar. Ol' Harley had a lil' room upstairs over the drug store, and his office was in the back ... so if he wasn't in the store & you needed something, you just helped yerself and left the money in a cigar box on the counter. The honor system was alive & well in those days.
There was a lil' country grocery store (Fordham's Market) right next to Harley's ... my Mom's cafe was just down the street, and the post office where my Dad worked was across the street. Below are a couple closeup pics of Harley's front door & window ~ all pics taken by me, circa 1982 ... Harley had long since passed away, and the drug store closed and boarded up for 20-25 years.
Norman Blake & Tony Rice "I'm Coming Back But I Don't Know When"
Mais ... it's minus -10* subzero below zero degrees here this cold, cold (did I say it was cold) winter January morning ~ sure got me daydreamin' about summertime down at the ol' crawdad hole, yeh. Think I'll go make me a pot of jambalaya.
These drawings were done by an artist friend of mine, Tracie Thompson. The top drawing was sketched from a photo that I sent Tracie, of Hawgeye Mike holding a big striper he caught a couple weeks ago. I've long been a fan of Tracie's work, and you can see more of it on her blog, and/or web site.
John Prine ~ Bruised Orange
My heart's in the ice house come hill or come valley Like a long ago Sunday when I walked through the alley On a cold winter's morning to a church house Just to shovel some snow
I heard sirens on the train track howl naked gettin' nuder An altar boy's been hit by a local commuter Just from walking with his back turned to the train
That was coming so slow
You can gaze out the window get mad and get madder Throw your hands in the air, say "What does it matter?" But it don't do no good to get angry So help me I know
For a heart stained in anger grows weak and grows bitter You become your own prisoner as you watch yourself sit there Wrapped up in a trap of your very own Chain of sorrow
I been brought down to zero, pulled out and put back there I sat on a park bench, kissed the girl with the black hair And my head shouted down to my heart "You better look out below!"
Hey, it ain't such a long drop don't stammer don't stutter From the diamonds in the sidewalk to the dirt in the gutter And you carry those bruises to remind you
Great gameday munchies ~ leftover pulled pork/kraut pistolettes ~ split, buttered & toasted, homemade venison hot links, dressed with pickle, onion and brown mustard (there is Swiss cheese embedded in the pistolette) ~ ain't nothing like this at Subway, ah garrontee!! Slide show <---click
I whooped up these homemade pistolettes yesterday ~ with smoked pulled pork, Bavarian kraut and Swiss cheese ... even put some caramelized onions and toasted caraway seeds in the dough. Served'em up hot out the oven with a cold beer and some whole grain mustard. Slide show <---click
This is the bank in Havensville, both town and bank founded by my great grandfather, T.I. Eddy. I believe that is my great uncle Ira Eddy, standing in front ... and I have no idea who that cowpoke off to the side is ~ seems he had a faithful hound, though. This picture was taken early 1900s, probably around 1912-14. Note the livery stable/feed store behind the bank ... and also the outhouse. It looks like there is some snow on top the livery stable, which explains the white clumps in front of the bank ~ unmelted snow. The cowpoke has a heavy coat on, too ... so I'm guessin' this pic was taken late winter or early spring. Lastly, knowing the layout of the town, I know that the bank building faces ESE ... and judging by the low shadows cast on the buildings in this pic, it's apparent that the morning sun is pretty high in the sky ~ so I'm gonna say this pic was taken late morning, probably around 11 AM.
Flatt & Scruggs ~ Cora Is Gone
The wind through the night is blowing so lonesome Singing to me a song A whippoorwill call is just a reminder Pretty girls have hearts made of stone
CHORUS I'll wake with the blues at dawn My darling Cora is gone I don't know why she told me goodbye But my darling Cora is gone
The ring that she wears I bought for her finger Purchased her raiment so fine Gave her my last greenback dollar And now she's left me behind
Drifting along like brush on a river Caring not where I roam Going to live in a deep forest Dark hollow will be my new home
Bonjou All Y'all Welcome To My Lil' Cabin On Da Bayou
Pull up a chair and sit yerself in the shade fer a spell ... take a load off and enjoy the view from the front porch. Me, I just brewed up a batch of sweet tea, and fixin' to fire up the grill lickety-split. We be eatin' high on the hog t'night, cher ~ ah garrontee dat's fer tru, yeh
Today's Tune ~ From Chez's Music Vault
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