Melody Gardot

Meatball Grinder

Homemade meatballs Putanesca on a toasted Italian roll, topped with melted fresh mozzarella cheese and homemade mixed pickled pepper rings.

Salads Salads Salads

Mais, the fresh produce is really starting to roll in now ... still about 3-4 days before my tomato man picks his first ripe homegrown tomatoes ~ but I scored a bunch of other locally grown veggies today, and am going to make several salads for the upcoming holiday weekend. Nothing fancy, just simple salads done well. First will be a garden fresh cucumber/vidalia onion/homegrown tomato salad ... then a cabbage cole slaw (for to top my bigassed grilled slawburgers) ... and also a cottage cheese/cuke/onion/green pepper/tomato salad that we always called *farmer's salad* ~ gonna grind some top sirloin tomorrow, for to make the burgers ... and will thaw out a coil of my homemade texas hill country jalapeno sausage. Summertime in the heartland ~ grillin' and chillin' baybee ... gotta love it.

Monica Taylor

I ran across this great pic yesterday ~ it was taken by Lauren Photography last weekend, when Monica was playing a gig at the Grape Ranch in Oklahoma. If you haven't heard Monica sing, do yourself a favor and go to her web site and buy a couple of her CDs ~ you'll be glad you did.

Test Test Test

Testing the new camera (it's a loaner from a friend until I can buy a new one) ~ got skunked at the feeshin' hole today, so I hadda stop @ the Colonel's place & git some chicken strips to go wit some leftover dirty rice & braised cabbage w/andouille and blackeyed peas. Ain't no fancy city vittles. Nice lil' camera, too ... if I can figure out how to work it right. And don't be hatin' either, ya'heah ... I'm old, and my mind ain't the steel trap it used to be!

No Worms ~ No Feesh

Just got back from *feeshin* ... no feesh ... din't even git around to wettin' a line. I had plenty of bank bait, but no worms ~ no worries, mon ... 'twas a beautiful day for a cruise thru the Flint Hills. Looks like boloney sandwiches fer supper.

Fish Fry Tonight??

Gone Fishing, Instead Of Just Wishing

Ghosts Of Sunday Breakfasts Past

Country ham on fresh baked buttermilk biscuits, smothered with redeye gravy. Not yer typical B&Gs ... but I'm not yer typical hash slinger! This is a pic from my archives ... what I really had for breakfast today was a dirty rice fritatta, andouille sausage links and fried taters. No camera - no pics.

Great Songwriters Covering Townes Van Zandt

Cut / Chop / Cook

When I talk about being "True To The Que" ... this is what I'm talking about. BBQ is about the journey, not the destination.

Catfish On My Line

Pump Boys & Dinettes ~ Catfish

Fisherman's Prayer

Pump Boys & Dinettes ~ Fisherman's Prayer

I was lured by the moon to the coast of Carolina

I was hooked by the Crystal Motel

I flopped out onto the night fishing pier

Where I survived in a bucket of beer

Four dozen fishing poles rose and fell

In the swells where the bluefish and mackerel dwell

In the swells where the king mackerel dwells

Oh the lightning cracked open

The dark midnight ocean

And the wind raised hell with the lines

And the thunderstorm poured and drove us indoors

To the pinball and more Ballentines

And the wee hours passed, faces pressed to the glass

And some gave up and went on

But the faithful they stayed, and drank as they prayed

That in the morning the storm would be gone

Oh we drank as we prayed

And prayed as we drank

And the monsoon seemed nothing by then

And the deputies came to put two in the tank

And they floundered off into the wind

Now some folks out there spend their whole lives in prayer

Good Luck has to come from somewhere

We imbibed to the dregs on wobbly legs

And prayed this Fisherman's Prayer

Let us bow our heads

Give me the strength to get up at dawn

Help me get out of bed

Give me the vision to find my rod and reel

Show me the righteous way to my shoes

Pardon the path that I tread

Bless O Lord thy fish, my evening meal

Lucinda

Gone Fishing

Instead of just a'wishing...

Hank III

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I Wish I Knew

Hank Williams III ~ I Wish I Knew

Well I wish I knew what I could say or do
That would give me another chance with you
Well I was mean as I could be, but I wish that you could see
I never meant for you to end up hating me

Yeah I wish I knew, I still had you ... that I wish I knew
Hell I wish I knew, that we weren't through, I wish I knew

Well you don't talk to me no more, ever since you left my door
And it's killing me each time I hear that ol' train roar
Well I know you're not at home and I'm still holding on
But every day I'm stuck singing this same old song

Yeah I wish I knew, I still had you ... that I wish I knew
Hell I wish I knew, that we weren't through, I wish I knew
How I wish I knew, that I still had you
How I wish I knew, that we weren't through

How I wish I knew, that I still had you
How I wish I knew....

Hot Off The Grill ~ Fanestil Brats

Whoooboy, these Fanestil brats look good ... fired up the grill early this morning, before it got too hot outside ... grilled 8 Fanestil brats and 6 bigassed fresh-ground sirloin burgers ~ baked beans in the oven as we speak. No green stuff for me today, ah garrontee.

Apropos To All Our Recent Storms

Sunday Breakfast On Da Bayou

Pan-seared slices dat good Burgers Cured Country Ham (dang, it was good), 3 eggs over easy, fried taters & onions, sourdough toast wit homemade blackberry jam & a cuppa dat good Community coffee wit a lil' chicory. Mighty fine grindin, ah garrontee ... sorry no pics, gonna hafta take my word for it!! LOL Happy Father's Day to all you patio-daddios.

Walter Roscoe aka "Boscoe" Eddy

"My father didn't tell me how to live; he lived, and let me watch him do it." ~ Author Unknown
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Neil Young ~ Daddy Went Walkin'

My old dad went a walkin' one day
Pushing tall weeds right outta his way
My old dad went a walkin' one day
Hey now, hey now

Corduroy pants and an old plaid shirt
Daddy went a walkin' just to feel the earth
Got a little dirty but that's all right
Hey now, hey now

Old man crossin' the road
You've got to let him go
Old man crossin' the road
He's feelin' fine

Daddy went a ridin' in his old car
Took the dog with him 'cause it ain't too far
Daddy went ridin' in his old car
Hey now, hey now

Brown leather boots and an old straw hat
Daddy's getting wood with the barnyard cat
Got a little dirty but that's all right
Hey now, hey now

Old man crossin' the road
You've got to let him go
Old man crossin' the road
He's feelin' fine

Mama's waiting at the top of the hill
They'll be laughing, oh the stories they'll tell
When he holds her in his arms again
They'll be sweethearts with time on their hands

My old dad went a walkin' one day
Pushing tall weeds right outta his way
My old dad went a walkin' one day
Hey now, hey now....

Why You Been Gone So Long?

Breaking News

BP announced that this morning they installed a wedding ring around the leaking pipe & it quit putting out.

Pic #14,561

This is the last pic taken before my camera died yesterday ~ it's a couple KC strip steaks and some andouille sausage, ground to make stuffed bell peppers. I am now out of the food porn business until further notice.

My Favorite Summer Salad

I learned to make this salad from an ol' Greek guy that I used to work for ~ Zinny Leonidas. He called it *Greek Salad* ... I'll make this salad many times over the course of the summer.

Waiting For The Ice Cream To Temper....

Warm Gooseberry/Rhubarb Crisp

Cut From The New John Prine Cover Album

Hot Out The Oven

Off to the groceria now to git some Blue Bell vanilla ice cream

Gooseberry Rhubarb Crisp

Just made 2 of these ~ one for my neighbors. Rhubarb and gooseberries are fresh/locally grown. Now, I gotta run to the groceria and git some vanilla ice cream...

Scored Some Good Fresh Produce Today

Most of it locally grown ... the onions and peaches are from Georgia ... and the tomatoes are *hothouse* but still local and pretty tasty.

I love gooseberries ~ when I was a kid I used to go with my Grandma to pick them. Granny made a mean gooseberry pie.

On the docket at the coonass cucina tomorrow: gooseberry/rhubarb cobbler.
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Neil Young ~ Field Of Opportunity

I've been wrong before
And I'll be there again
I don't have any answers my friend
Just this pile of old questions
My memory left me here
In the field of opportunity
It's plowin' time again

I'm going back to my house
But I'm not goin' now
It's too early to be leaving here, somehow
Let me bore you with this story
"How my lover let me down"
While I borrow seeds of sadness
From the ground

CHORUS
In the field of opportunity
It's plowin' time again
There ain't no way of telling
Where these seeds will rise or when
I'll just wait around 'til springtime
And then I'll find a friend
In the field of opportunity
It's plowin' time again

When I'm all done cultivatin'
I'll be rockin' on the porch
Tryin' to picture you, and where you are
And there'll be no hesitatin'
When Cupid lights the torch
With those headlights comin' down the hill
Between the stars

Mongo Garbage Platter

The mother of all gut bombs: fried taters & onions, all beef dinner franks, homemade chili con carne, shredded tillamook cheddar, jalapenos, diced onions & topped off with a healthy jolt of tabasco sauce. Plop plop fizz fizz....

RIP ~ Jimmy Dean

Kansas Tallgrass Prairie Wildflowers

Lil' Missy took these pics yesterday of the wildflowers in the pasture behind Perrydize Lodge

Sunday Breakfast On Da Bayou

Scratch buttermilk catheads w/sweet butter & homemade blackberry jam

Mais, yesterday one mah friens threw a biscuit ahnvee on me, and another frien threw a fresh blackberry ahnvee on me ... so I hadda haul off this morning & satiate my homemade biscuit/blackberry jones.

I'd Rather Had A Cheeseburger

Sometimes life gives you cheeseburgers, and sometimes it gives you a salad. Nobody ever said life was fair.

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Townes Van Zandt ~ Waitin' For The Day

I no longer can recall
All the times you made me crawl
All the times you made me hang my head and cry
But still the teardrops fall
And Lord, what's worst of all
I just ain't got the nerve to say goodbye

Chorus
I'm waiting for the day
When I can hide my love away
And stand up like a man, so tall and free
Then you'll be the one to say
Oh darlin' can't you stay
I don't know what I'd do if you should leave me

Oh girl, I don't know why
You always have to try
To hurt me to make me feel ashamed
Oh, but some day by and by
You're gonna be the one to cry
And walk the floor and sadly call my name

Chorus

But it looks like until then
I'll throw pride to the wind
And try to make believe that I don't know
That a day is coming when
You won't do me wrong again
And I will be the one to turn and go

Cold Lasagna For Breakfast

We don't need no steenkin' eggs ... cold lasagna for breakfast ~ is this a great country, or what?

Belated Birthday Present

This is ol' Willdog, at a bbq contest last year where we were both judges.

Mais, I was just sittin' there yesterday morning minding my own buisness, when the mailman knocked on my door & handed me a package. I hadn't ordered anything, and was not expecting anything ... so was quite surprised. Turns out it was from my good buddy, Willdog (an onery ol' scoundrel if ever there was one) ... a great t-shirt and thermal mug from Winfield (Walnut Valley Bluegrass Festival). Ol' Willdog and I attended this festival many times over the years, and I have many good memories of my time spent in Pecan Grove.

The back of the t-shirt.

Next Stop: Lasagnatown

Two big pans of homemade lasagna, ready for the oven.
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Bobby Bare ~ Some Days Are Diamonds --->

Pot Of Bolognese

Cookin' Eye-talian for a client today, making 2 of everything so I won't starve the next few days: antipasta platter, lasagna bolognese, big green salad, homemade croutons, primavera bread & tiramisu. Doing all the prep today, will put everything together tomorrow morning ... here's the big pot of bolognese sauce, after it had simmered for a couple hours.

Cookin' Old School ~ Retro Salad

Celery & celery leaves, sweet pickles, green onions and Vidalia onions, slivered fresh garlic

Tossed with the kidney beans & seasonings ~ awaiting the boiled eggs & mayo

Kidney bean salad ~ prominent at every church supper & pot luck dinner since the invention of canned kidney beans. Seems nobody makes this old time salad anymore ... wonder why? What do the church ladies consider a *sexy* salad these days?? I shudder to think.

Makin' Jambalaya

Mais ... I hadda couple friens over fer supper the other night & gave them a lesson on how to make jambalaya, kaw-cajun coonass style. They took pics of each step of the process, and here's a couple the ugliest pics of the bunch (well, one pic is real ugly)...

This is the jambalaya right after I added the meat back into the pot (in this case andouille and smoked chicken breast). I like to brown the meat first (in bacon grease) then remove the meat & add all the veggies, then the rice, then the stock, lid on & cook till the rice is about 1/2 done ... then add back all the meat, lid back on and finish cooking. It's better dat way, yeh.

Sunday Breakfast On Da Bayou

Fluffy 4-egg omelette filled with dat good Burgers Smokehouse bacon, Tillamook cheddar and green onions ~ sided up with some fried 'taters & sourdough toast.