All true. Before I retired my landscape business I had helpers working for me and these knockoffs worked great rather than giving them top of the line stuff, which subsequently got lost, damaged, or grew legs. But they still get the job done for me and a new pair always seems to work better than any of my old ones, despite my efforts to lubricate, keep adjusted, and sharpen. Loping shears are the same. New ones are usually the way to go when the old ones get worn out.
The KJ is being fired up to grill some chicken thighs over high (distance, not temp. Aiming at 350 F) direct heat finished with Pat's and a salad. Early dinner tonight as we are visiting friends that have grade school kids so it is always an early evening.
This afternoon I made a corn/tomato/scallion "scramble" to be as a side for grilled Johnsonville brats and Sierra Nevada Pale Ale's for watching the Gators against the Crimson Tide. You know, I always thought that a red tide was a bad thing.
Tonight my wife is having dinner with a fellow lady lawyers. My MIL suggested we eat Thai take-out and who am I argue against that? Off topic, but we just signed a contract to sell one of our rental houses. Got more for it than I thought we would, so maybe this housing shortage I have been hearing about is real. We didn't take the best offer, but we are selling to a young couple that lives nearby that need more space with another baby on the way. Really wanted somebody to live there and not knock it down and build several duplexes like has happened in the neighborhood where I live (near downtown Gainesville where there are half acre lots and high density housing is allowed). The bad thing is that I parked a 1967 Chrysler Newport convertible with the high compression 383 there that needs work. Talking to my brother that is a gear head (he has a 60's Shelby Cobra and a lift in his garage and restoring cars is his hobby) about maybe doing a restoration together and split the proceeds. Many years ago I helped him rebuild his first car: a Fiat 850. We lifted the engine out by hand. Ain't no way we are doing that with that huge Chrysler big block. Added in edit: The house needs work and the husband is a cabinet maker so he has the skills to do a lot of it.
As an aside, a few years ago on the Car channel, they took some 1960s muscle car engines, no updates, just cleaned them up and tested each for "true horsepower" vs posted HP. My it was a shock. Some listed out at about 375 hp came in over 500 or 600. I recall one, at near 725 hp, but sorry, I cant remember which one. 60s Shelby as in a 427 Cobra? That is worth a lot of $$$$$$ Back to food, tonite is prime rib on grill with Aaron Murray's Mom's recipe to cover with olive oil then many spices and herbs, go for 20 min at 500 deg, then off at 20 min per pound. I'm thinking Caesar salad (the original way by hand) with it.
Yep. He is a car nut and a big exec for Cummins so he makes a lot more money than I ever did as an engineering prof at UF. Added in edit: I saw it in 2014 when I was in the Dallas/Ft Worth area for the Final Four. It was blue with a white stripe. But it was raining so no chance to take it out for a spin.
This manner of cooking prime rib is the way to go. My mother was an RN and always overcooked prime rib because she was worried about contamination. Such a waste of beautiful meat.
My dad hated over cooked meat....he used to say "If you're going to over cook it, just eat your shoe" I have eaten raw steak, marinated. I prefer it cooked.
Memorial Day weekend. What should I cook? I do have to take the tarp off of the car and take pictures for my brother.
Tonight we are treating ourselves to fried chicken. Every once in a while we want to throw caution to the wind and just enjoy something “like we used to”…. Our sides will be fresh green beans and new potatoes and bi-color cob corn. In the last three days here it’s become full fledged summertime. Daily highs the last three days have been 93*, 94*, and 93*. The ice cold longnecks and chilled wine have been greatly appreciated on the back porch. Life is good in Gator Nation!
I have two veterans coming over for supper. They both knew my Dad and his WWII Paratrooper combat history—they wanted to make a toast in his memory—how can I turn them down? Grilling 2” thick bone-in ribeyes with baked potatoes on the top rack of the grill. Caesar salad will be the other side. Ice cold longnecks and chilled wine are available as desired. Elijah Craig will be in the tumblers for our toast. Life is good in Gator Nation!
My dad was a bombardier on a B-24 flying out of China during WWII. For every combat mission they flew they had to fly over The Hump three or four times to India to get enough fuel and bombs. He would only talk about his service if I got him drunk. Once we went through some photos he had and he was telling me how almost everyone in the photos died. He did go to China late in life and visited Kunming, but my mom said he would not go out to visit the airfield. The memories were still that bad. Added in edit: He did have a picture of a softball game where General Claire Chennault was pitching. He had all these pictures because he was the guy in the darkroom developing the pictures from the bombing raids so he could also develop his own pictures. I did find online a photo of the "nose art" on his B-24 "My Achin' Back" but for some reason I cannot post a link to it.
Dave, to me it’s what makes their generation who they are. My Dad was the same way—he would happily share with you anything to do with their camaraderie or things they all thought to be humorous—but it stopped there. Truly, the Greatest Generation!
I have a nephew that went ROTC through UVA and was a Marine officer. When I told him that my dad had two Presidential Unit Citations he was astounded. Very few units had two. Those guys in the Army Air Corp in China went through a lot of grief and almost nobody knows what they had to go through. No mail for months on end. And no movies about them after the war. I bet most people don't even know that the US had men in China during WWII.
It's an interesting generational thing, which I've heard others comment about. My father was in the Air Corps in the South Pacific and the Japanese occupation, and other that a couple of souvenirs he got in Japan for my mother he said almost nothing about his experiences. There were several WW2 vets who lived on our street, and many more who had kids I was in school with---and I don't remember them ever standing around comparing experiences. A deceased colleague spent two days in a foxhole during the Battle of the Bulge with his dead best friend--the only reason I know about it his that his wife told me. By contrast, the people I know who served later, including Vietnam, werem't shy about talking about their experiences, where they served, etc. I don't know if that was because I served stateside in the Army, and could relate to them, or if they talk about it more freely with everyone.
