The skies were angry that day, my friend. And blustery. Very blustery. Winnie-The-Pooh type blustery. Sometimes the seasons slide in the back door, barely noticeable in their arrival. Sometimes, as on this day, they ride in on dramatic, cloud formed…
The four, dark green poblanos continually called out to me from their reclined, lazy position on the plate. I got them from the local farmers market with the intent on stuffing them with something, but whatever I came up with…
It started simple enough. The day, as it unfolded, was young and full of promise, including the weather. High skies, as the saying goes, as blue as that polyester suit I still have hanging in my closet, with the white…
First there was puzzlement. Then I think I had a little twitch, followed by a nervous laugh. As the delivery driver walked towards our house with the box, it became apparent that the box sported a cow’s head on it,…
It doesn’t have to be this way, you know. Certain foods for certain days, seasons, or times of the year. You know what I’m talkin’ about. No ice cream for breakfast. No wine or whiskey before, what, like noon or…
Ironically, I can see it only by closing my eyes. The Chinatown vendors in their colorful selling spaces, bustling about while visitors move up and down the street looking over their wares and food offerings. The aroma on the street…
“There ain’t nothin’ shakin’ but the leaves on the trees, And they wouldn’t shake if it wasn’t for the breeze” George Jones “Ain’t Nothin’ Shakin” And we were grateful for that little breeze on this day. Because let me…
Towards the end of a day when the sun was already beginning to pack it in, giving way to the subtle, highlighting qualities of the rising moon, the Zeust Grill Light, compliments of The Zeust Power Bright Company, arrived at…
Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse. Until the predawn peace was broken, meaning a few choice words were uttered after running into a small stool or something in the yard. Then I’m pretty sure the creatures were all…
Barbecue. Grilling. Smoking Meat. All can be messy propositions, for sure. But then, that’s the fun and beauty of it, now isn’t it? And when you can clean those messes up with a swipe of a towel, it becomes no…
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