Fat Johnny's Pizzeria

Made a homemade pizza last night, fer snackins during the NCAA Championship game ~ 2 kinds of homemade sausage, pepperoni, 2 kinds of cheese, green peppers, green onions, black olives, anchovies, red pepper flakes. Now, I'm not gonna say dat I'm a tarheel fan ... but I've been following the Hansbrough story for several years ~ he's an amazing kid, er I mean man ... he's an amazing MAN.

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George Harmonica Smith ~ Last Night

Homemade Sausages & Onions

These are some homemade German sausage links (made with pork and venison & a beer reduction made with homebrewed stout) ... but the best part of this dish was the roasted Texas 1015 onions tossed with some of my homemade whole grain mustard.

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Los Lonely Boys ~ I Walk The Line

Fat Johnny The Soup Nazi

OK ... so I git up this morning and it's cold, wet and windy with snow in the forecast for later today. Soup weather. So, I look in the fridge & there's a big ol' bunch of fresh asparagus lookin' right back at me ... quick scan turns up some Texas 1015 onion, chicken stock, whole milk, a stick of andouille, sour cream, fresh garlic, couple taters ... sounds like a chowder to me ~ badda boom, fresh asparagus/andouille chowder. Let it snow!

Mahalia Jackson

Penne Primavera

Celebrate the season ~ fresh crop Texas 1015 supersweet onions and fresh asparagus hit the market this week, prompting this quick and easy supper. Tossed with a lil' butter, Italian herbs, thin sliced fresh garlic, red pepper flakes, parmesan cheese, and of course ... bacon. Badda boom ... let's eat.

Let An Old Racehorse Run

Del McCoury Band ~ Let An Old Racehorse Run

You know I don’t do you wrong girl
When I go out sometimes
I’m just looking for answers
I know I ain’t gonna find
I just feel like I’m drowning
In this whole crazy scene
I don’t want my freedom
Just a run now and then

Chorus:
Let an old racehorse run
Let him open his stride
Feel the wind in his mane again
See the pride in his eyes
Let him bring back old memories
Of the races he’s won
There’s a freedom that flows
Way down in his soul
Let an old racehorse run

You know I do love you woman
But I swear there are times
When I’m watching the years slip away
Down that assembly line
I’ve been on for the money
I’ve got nothing to show
I gotta get out in the wind
Every now and then and get out of control

Gooey Good Brownies

Well, I had a hankerin' fer a brownie ... alas, not quite enough cocoa powder ~ dang ~ but I did have a jar of peanut butter ... also found an apple in the fridge, so I grated it into the peanut butter brownie batter ... badda boom ... peanut butter apple brownies? Then the plot thickened a lil' bit ... at the very last second, I realized that I had *just enough* cocoa powder to make a lil' chocolate ganache ... so I whooped it up and poured it over dem brownies as soon as they came out the oven ~ now we got peanut butter/apple/chocolate ganache brownies!! Is this a great country, or what?

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Katie Webster ~ Sea Of Love

Annie & Mac ~ Crawdad Hole

When My Cork Goes Out O' Sight

Gettin' old? Well yes, a bit
But I still have got the grit
When the birds begin to sing
In the early days o' spring
Fer to mosey down the crick
With a swing just fairly quick
Fer an old man; an' to stay
On the bank the livelong day
Thankful fer these days so bright
When my cork goes out o' sight

Old in years though I may be
Yet the spring my heart sets free
It makes me but a boy again
Jes a little boy o' ten
Makes me long to start once more
Down the crick as in days of yore
And this longing fills my heart
Till I get my pole an' start
Down the crick, a boy again
Jes' a little boy o' ten

Seems as natural as sin
Fer some fellers to begin
Workin', when the noisy bird

In the tree top first is heard
Jes' as natural fer me
Fer to sit beneath that tree
With my fishin' pole 'n line
And a feelin' most divine
Watchin', waitin' with delight
Till my cork goes out o' sight

When my cork goes out o' sight
Say, you bet I'm livin' right
For there's something of a treat
(In the line of things to eat)
Comes to me in early spring
When the birds are on the wing
And contentment rich 'n rare
Fills my heart while sittin' there
Fer sweet joy and pure delight
Let my cork go out o' sight!

Ed Blair
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Doc Watson ~ Crawdad Hole

Homemade Spicy Italian Sausage

Seared in EVOO with lotsa garlic, peppers & onions, then simmered in a tomato sauce & tossed with some penne pasta.

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Butterfield Blues Band ~ Two Trains Running

Mama Mia ... That's Italian!!

Cookin' Italian today ~ penne pasta & Italian sausage, green salad, garlic toast ... and tiramisu. Good groceries.

The Be Good Tanyas - It's Not Happening

John Hartford ~ Steam Powered Aeroplane

Sunday Morning Gospel Hour

Mississippi John Hurt ~ Do Lord, Remember Me

Bubba The Baptist

Bubba the Baptist, who was livin' in a Roman Catholic neighborhood in N’Orleans, was driving his neighbors crazy during Lent. As y’all know, Catholics are not supposed to eat meat on Fridays during Lent. Every Friday Bubba would fire up his grill and grill him up a big hunka steak. The smell of dat steak grillin' would drive his neighbors up the wall. Well, they all got together and discussed the problem with their parish priest and it was decided to try to get Bubba to convert to Catholicism.

Well now, the priest and his neighbors all talked to Bubba and he was agreeable to become a convert to Catholicism. The priest got out his bottle of holy water and sprinkled some on Bubba and recited the words “Baptist you were born, Baptist you were raised but now Catholic you have now become.” He then put away the holy water and they all has 3 or 2 beers to celebrate.

The next Friday, there was the sweet scent of grillin' beef steak wafting over the neighborhood, coming from Bubba’s yard. The neighbors collected their priest and went over to talk to Bubba. They walked in on Bubba just as he was sprinklin' holy water on the steak and reciting “Cow you were born, cow you were raised but now catfish you have become.”

Taco Pizza & Mexican Calzone

Hot out the oven ~ made a fresh cornmeal dough ... will top the taco pizza with shredded lettuce, etc. Not bad vittles, considerin' it's just a bunch of recycled last night's leftovers. Slide show <---click

Beef Burrito Combo Platter

Mais ... I had my mouth all set to make a big pot of dat catfish courtbouillon yestiddy, and then I found out one my diners dat was comin' over fer supper din't like fish. So, ah switched oars in midstream & hauled off and made some Mexican food ~ shredded beef adobo burritos topped with shredded lettuce, sour cream and black olives ... sided up with some scratch pintos topped with dat good Tillamook cheddar, and some red Mexican rice. Was mighty-fine good grindin' on a cold, snowy night.

Mama Tried

"Johnny ... come in for lunch ... your boloney sandwich is ready." This is mom hangin' out the back porch door of the ol' farmhouse. Note the doghouse in the background ... my dog's name was Maggie.

This is a pic of mom and dad standing over the headwaters of the Mississippi River, at Itasca State Park in Minnesota, when we were on one of our family vacations. This is probably about 1966-67 ... I took this picture with our lil' Brownie box camera.

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The Mills Brothers ~ Cab Driver

Doc Watson ~ Black Mountain Rag

Hitler's Mad About TO