Food Porn...

Chris Isaac is singing a love song, just off the kitchen. He seems to know how I feel about these caramelized Vidalia's. Chopped garlic, tomato paste, Rosemary from the garden, Thyme, and even white wine and water, all jumped into the pool with them. That’s when big Chuck did a slow cannonball. No splashing, please! He was already fried brown, massaged with salt and pepper.

Everything organic. *

Demanding cover, these guys just wanted to play some jazz together, unmolested.

Three hours later, their harmonies had blended perfectly & they are ready to wow the audience.

But first I’ve got to mash up some red potatoes and hit them with butter and a touch of sour cream. Wilted spinach will be there, pushed around with some EVOO, garlic, and a big squeeze of juice from a lemon I just picked off the tree that leans over the back deck.

All of that can hang out on the stove for a while though. I’ve got to get back to a UFC fight I put on hold. But I’m sure that if I’m a good boy in this life and wind up going to heaven, I’ll know I’ve arrived because it will smell just like my house does right now.

(*If you don’t already, please consider buying only organic beef, poultry, and chicken. Humanely raised, pastured and open sourced if you care to look. No growth hormones or additives. Beef raised and finished with grass. Chickens that run around outside and eat bugs. Porkers that live in an open field with tails that aren’t docked, still wagging.
Pita’s efforts are misdirected when they beat the drum of going meatless. Most of the world isn’t listening. But to campaign in support of organic and humane meat production is the right thing to do for many reasons. Everyone benefits.)