In The Beginning. . .

. . .there was the Jager. . .

. . .and the people drank.

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Home Sweet Home. . .

Just got back from a BBQ party out at the Reservoir, so i'm feeling nappy, hot and drunk.

I haven't seen some of these friends in years and there were a few folks there who I could continue to live without.  The BBQ was marginal, the potato salad had too much Miracle Whip in it, but on the bright side the beer was cold, the sun was hot and my cold yellow wax bean and green bean salad with gorgonzola cheese and toasted cashews was a hit!  6 out of 10 patrons had no idea what gorgonzola was.

I was having a pretty good time until a long married couple got into a literal knock down drag out fight which kinda ruined the fun for everyone.  Somebody got into the tequila a little too profundo and then the name calling started. . .it was all downhill after that.  I had second thoughts about going already and I should have heeded the omen of stepping into the shower this morning with my ankle socks on.

*sigh*

Ah well, just waiting for the sun to set now so I can crank up the fire barrel and howl at the moon!  One man parties are so much less dramatic and emotional.

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New Discovery!

Bacon is the Holy Grail!!

Ok well, maybe not, but a cure for hangovers is almost the same thing. In my book anyway.

UPDATE: Thanks for the link El Campeador! Welcome all! Here is one of the many ways bacon can be enjoyed.

H/T: summersc in the headline sidebar at AoSHQ.

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Feeling It. . .

Mark this one on your calender. I am sick, but thankfully it's not the cooties known as the flu. Just some irregular cold virus which is giving me fits in my throat and now down into my lungs. I'll spare you the gory details.

The upside to all of this is not having to work. We've had a rash of absences and illnesses around the office and I guess it was simply a matter of time before an employee passed off some spore onto my mucous membranes. I haven't missed a day of work from illness in over three years and I take pride in my fortified constitution when it comes to battling the unseen, microscopic monsters of our world.

Nothing says good times like Nyquil, but the downside of that is my brain power has been diminished and this irks me because I have nothing but free time on my hands. I've tried writing some blog posts excoriating the Democrats, Prez-dent Obama and Congress in general for the last few days of melodrama I've been reading about, but I can't seem to get anything reasonably coherent into pixels.

Alas, I'll draw another swig of the lovely Nyquil and as it sloshes around in my mouth, I cannot ignore the subtle reminders of Jagermeister. The similarities are uncanny. Although, I've never woken up keeled over in the snapdragons while taking Nyquil.

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The Essentials. . .

When planning a party, there are a few timeless essentials for trouble free fun and delight!

You've gotta have some Jagermeister. . .


. . .and some fresh?? fish.


Bloody Marys for pre-party preparations and the next day for the inevitable hangover.


Some fine wines in cutsey bottles. . .


and what party wouldn't have the ubiquitous party trays?


And how could you possibly plan a party without Nils the Fish Slayer splattering fish brains all over the kitchen?

Almost there, but there seems to be one thing missing. . .

The donkey that never showed.

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Howdy-Do-Do. . .

Yep, I've been traveling again. This time to cater a birthday party (sorta) for friends. You'll meet some new faces, as well as a couple who haven't been seen around here in a while.

I'll give you a hint. . .

Maaaaaaarrrrslenjuuuuuurrrrgg!

Maaaaaaarrrrslenjuuuuuurrrrgg!

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A Quick Recipe. . .

This weekend I cooked some chicken.

Why?

Well, because I had a freezer full of leg and thigh sections and I needed to make room for my bottle of Jagermeister and I knew that my folks with the Ubon's BBQ team needed some telepathic spirituality as they competed up in Whiskeyville at the Jack Daniel's World Championship Invitational. I'm working on getting the results as we speak, from the piggie's mouth of course.

Anyway, I had some chicken and I didn't want to put the full-on, kung-fu barbeque sauce on the bird, so I went with a lighter glaze instead. Here is the recipe for 8 leg/thigh pieces:

1 cup kectup, (Hunt's, not Heinz)
1/2 cup white rum (thankfully Beatrice isn't a lush like me and left me half a bottle)
1/2 cup lime juice (leftover from key lime pie recipe)
1/2 cup Mississippi clover honey
1/4 cup olive oil
1 red onion, coarsely chopped
5 cloves garlic, minced
2 Tbsp. ground chipotle pepper
2 Tbsp. Hungarian paprika
1 Tbsp. medium heat curry powder
salt and pepper, to taste

Mix all ingredients well, except for ketchup and add to chicken. Marinate for as long as you like, but at least 6 hours. Fire up your grill and have your mesquite chunks handy for some good smoke. Drain the marinade from the chicken well and reserve and as the chicken cooks, whisk in the ketchup into the marinade. Be careful with the fire. The marinade has plenty of sugar and will burn easily. Use medium indirect heat or medium-low direct heat if grill space is an issue.

When the chicken is about half-cooked, about 30 minutes or so, begin basting with the reserved marinade. The fire should be low enough that flare-ups shouldn't be an issue. Continue basting every so often until you are out of juice and in about 30 more minutes, you should be removing beautifully grilled, smoked and glazed chicken.

Serve with some homemade mac and cheese, black eyed peas and cornbread. Double yum!

Sorry that there is no picture, I think the Jagermeister had something to do with that. So instead, I'll provide you with a picture illustrating what life with Barack Obama as president will look like:


Empty.

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On The First Day. . .

God created the vagina. And all was well in the world.


On the second day, God created the beer and the Jagermeister. And all was well in the world.


On the third day, God created the man. And it's been all downhill ever since.

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