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Pork Roast with Morel Gravy
This was a slow cooker recipe I adapted to the Dutch Oven. You can use any mushrooms and any large hunk of pork. Ingredients 3-4 pound pork roast 4 large cloves of garlic, minced 1 large white onion peeled and cubed 3-4 cups morels, if you can get them ...
Peep In a Puddle
1 slightly stale peep 3 tbs. cocoa 1/4 cup peppermint schnapps 1/4 cup Irish cream boiling water In a mug combine 3 tbs. cocoa, 1/4 cup peppermint schnapps, and 1/4 cup Irish cream. Fill with boiling water and stir well. Top with a peep.
Rusty Nail – Praise & Treats
It has been an unseasonably dry winter. Up until Friday, when it started to snow. It has been snowing all weekend. Sunday morning it cleared, revealing a sparkling winter wonderland. With no pressing need to go anywhere, most people elected to stay home, off the...
BBQ Sauce
I made this sauce for the rabbits at the last Bunny BBQ. I cut up and brined the rabbits for 9 hours, then rinsed and boiled them for 10 minutes. They were painted with BBQ sauce and frozen until the day before the party. I thawed them Friday, and put the meat in...
Moussaka
The Food Stamp Gourmet by Wm. Brown has been out of print for years, but you can still find it on-line at a reasonable price. I have had my copy since the seventies; it contains some of my favorite recipes. Every so often, I pull it out and choose one of them....
Sidecar Traveller Nbr.43
Did you get your copy of the latest issue of Sidecar Traveller yet? We have another article published. My words and Andy's photos. A picture Andy took of me and Walter in front of the tipi graces the full page of the back cover....
Low Census
The doctors took the day off so they sent me home. It was warm out; it seemed like a good day to change my tires. The front tire was still good, so I left it alone. The rear bike tire was badly worn and the sidecar tire was bald, so I devoted my attention to replacing...
Spring Excursion
Wrayal and I decided to take a trip up Fir Mountain Road and see if the snow had melted. He loaded his dog, Jenny, into his DMC sidecar and met Walter and me at my house. We headed up Sywers Drive, which was impassable just a couple of weeks ago, and then up Fir...
Saint Patrick’s Day
I spent the weekend visiting with friends while I did a couple of upgrades to the Triumph. Saturday, Russ brought over a fifth of Wanderback whiskey. We sipped the single malt while testing my charging system and swapping out the stock rectifier for a new Hot...
Snow Camp!
A photo essay about our snow camp until we get around to writing a ride report. ...
Brittle Bright
Very early morning, the sky like back lit plate glass. If a bird hit it just right it might shatter into glittering shards of yellow, orange, blue and pink, revealing the infinite beyond. Brittle Bright was originally published in vol 1, issue 2 of the Syzygy...
D
Everybody dies Do not rush towards oblivion Pause here with me Let us keep each other company, linger just a while. Tomorrow or the next day, or even some time after that is soon enough.
Improbable
This is the most improbable anniversary since this time last year. My darlin' wife has put up with me for nineteen years! I always love you, Amy, even when it seems like I am thinking only of myself. I am looking forward to the next couple of decades. ...
Missed
His glossy flanks glisten in the morning sun. Sleek and shiny, well fed on corn, he runs along the fence line, moving faster than my finger on the trigger. I will see you again after work, Mr. Rat.
TMI
If you don’t want to read a slightly vulgar complaint about the discomfiting realization that I am becoming an old man, stop right now. You are under no obligation.