“Just Heat ‘Em and Eat ‘Em”
Oh it hurts, I don’t like it. My stomach is hurting and it’s only been a minute. Like a chicken nugget with cayenne, bad cayenne. Bad nugget. Oh, I don’t like this.
Meathead brought this package of love from the local drug store for to have lunch with. He shared a piece with me. Such a pal, eh? There was another delicious delight, but I let him have his food in peace.

For 1 dollar you get 2.95 ounces of ‘bites” in the shape of a boot. There’s 5 pieces in there at a calorie count of 230. 22% of my daily fat and 31% of the sodium intake.
Meathead says, “Oh that was awful.” And I agree, that wasn’t very good and I don’t like it.
Biggles

We planted a lemon tree about 7 years ago. Did all the mulchin’ and not as much fertilizing as we should have. Even though. Once you see the lemon growing, it takes about 2 years for it to start turning yellow. Then, I leave it for another 3 years until it “looks” mature.
At that point, the pith is inches thick and the ‘meat’ ain’t right.
Anyone got ideas as to making it right? Or is 3,4 to 5 years correct for a ripening lemon?

Here’s the tree, taken in February.
Biggles

Fatted Calf pork chop on cast iron griddle.

Oh man, not sure why the HELL I would even remotely show you my refrigerator. Sam over at Becks & Posh showed me hers. If you show me yours, I’ll show you mine. Isn’t that how it all starts? I can only dream.
Check out the upper right with the Fritos Bean Dip along with the Welch’s Grape Jelly, cool eh? Then to the left we have Sunnyside 2% milk along with some nondescript apple juice. Behind that is some “marmelade” that hasn’t been touched in years. Below that we find the “cheese” drawer. This is more of an experimentation drawer than anything else. I have Canadian bacon in there from 2005.
As we bounce down there seems to be some dozen eggs of an ilk that I bought last week. Or was it the week before? Some yolks don’t spread too badly. At the bottom there’s the pile of Tamales that show up at my door every two weeks (breakfast). In the foil is the beef roast I did last night.

It wasn’t very good. The spice and cook action was there, but the meat was dead and non-deliverable. Below all that is the vegetable drawer. I don’t know what’s in there, probably bagged lettuce, spinach and carrots I meant to juice.
Just like Sam’s, only different.
xo, Biggles
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Snap to the next morning and did this before 9am. And guess what? I set things up so nothing needs to go back on top of the fridge! I’ll have to do a collage er somethin’.

Me, again

Dang, was on the freeway heading out at 10:30 Sunday morning. A trip that usually takes me 15 minutes to get to and through, was about 45 minutes. Turns out some gasoline rig turned over, spilled its guts and caught on fire. It melted the steel and the road collapsed. Luckily nobody lost thems lives.
A hard right would have taken us to San Francisco. Light left and we’re heading East.
It totally sucked to be in that crap, my clutch leg is still sore. But check out the photograph I got on the fly !!!
I rule.
Biggles
ps – The only photoshop I did was to use the channel mixer and check the monochrome box. Then? A tiny bit of sharpening, only because I was doing 30, one handed, watching traffic and not getting in another collision.