
Thankfully, we ate up the turkey pretty quickly this year. And we’re having omelets for Christmas. (No turkey in sight!)
Thankfully, we ate up the turkey pretty quickly this year. And we’re having omelets for Christmas. (No turkey in sight!)
I like whipped (whooped cream) and, yes, I will occasionally have just a mouthful of it by itself. But now a whole plate? No. Um, why not?
We’ve been trying to recreate that gravy since then. I’m afraid it was lightning in a bottle.
We were eating at a favorite restaurant and my wife ordered chicken-fried steak with gravy. The gravy really did taste like a cross between gravy and cake frosting. (Hint: I thought it was GREAT!)
See, Picadillo doesn’t always eat the whooped cream straight out of the can. Sometimes he eats it with something. Why rye bread I don’t know.
The thing is, pigs will eat pig, if they have to. But I had a buddy who discovered they wouldn’t eat mellorine.
I got a burger at a great hole-in-the-wall place near here recently that tasted great, but those onion buns stuck with me for hours!
So many things that happen on TV shows and movies that never happen in real life. Like, all my years of watching “Daniel Boone” and “Gunsmoke” made me think adulthood would contain a lot more black powder than it has.
I really like the last panel. I think it was Monty who threw his horseshoe into the tree.
We were eating at a Mexican restaurant yesterday and the salsa was okay but the chips were fantastic. Don’t know what was different about them.