What's for dinner?

We ate at a local Hispanic resturant. Beef steak on a cast iron plate smothered in white queso topped with bacon and still cooking as it was delivered. The sides were beans and rice with lots of chips and salsa. Oh yes, and sweet tea was the drink.
 

It was cold, drab and rainy today...I needed some comfort food...so...

I made a huge pot of beef chili with dark kidney beans, lots of
diced tomatoes, hot chili peppers, onions, garlic, various spices.
and some extra dark chocolate pieces stirred in.

A long, fresh loaf of crusty French bread...warmed in the oven
so it made an awesome aroma in the room.

A salad of baby spinich leaves, red onions slices, goat cheese, red seedless grapes, and papaya cubes....with a touch of rice vinegar, olive oil and cracked black pepper.

and to wash it all down...

Iced, unsweetened tea.

Ummmm, good! :tongue:


Sounds ideal. Rainy here too. Had some chicken boob to get rid of so Cordon bleu's and haricots vert :) (green beans in drawn butter and garlic)

Breaking type and having a shiraz to assist. I am almost always a white meat white wine guy...dreary weather calls for a robust warm red.
 
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Salami sandwich on sweet onion roll with mayo, spicy brown mustard, thinly sliced red onions, peperoncini, and a dollop of Crosse and Blackwell caramelized onion chutney for good measure.

I can only imagine what your breath must smell like right now. Haha I don't mean that in a bad way either! :tongue:
 
I can only imagine what your breath must smell like right now. Haha I don't mean that in a bad way either! :tongue:

He roams the woods in his assless chaps, with only his feline friend for company. His fetid breath a living miasma swirling about his head....he searches...a tic tac...some Listermint...a stick of gum...
 
He roams the woods in his assless chaps, with only his feline friend for company. His fetid breath a living miasma swirling about his head....he searches...a tic tac...some Listermint...a stick of gum...


We are going to have to make him assless chaps with some pockets. :biggrin1:
 
Might as well enjoy my alone time with some pungent fare. And can you sew a cat pouch into those assless chaps?

Uh-oh. Thought you were busy. Um, well, I did write poetically, did I not?

As to a cat pouch - no way is she gonna ride in a pouch. Talk about a fantasy that will never happen! :biggrin1:
 
Yeah, call her a ferret. You'll draw back a stump. But hey - you know her better than I do. :smile: She's a mad little pussy!
 
Ok, so the pouch idea is just plain bad, and probably dangerous as well. I do still fantasize about riding across country on a motorcycle with a cat-sized sidecar; she'd look awesome with a little leather cat helmet and goggles.
 
Ok, so the pouch idea is just plain bad, and probably dangerous as well. I do still fantasize about riding across country on a motorcycle with a cat-sized sidecar; she'd look awesome with a little leather cat helmet and goggles.

That I can see. And she'd have a scarf. Red. Pussy in a side car. Whiskers blowing in the wind. Oh, yeah. That'd be right up her alley, so to speak.

Course, your assless chaps would let your butt chafe, but that wouldn't be her problem.
 
That I can see. And she'd have a scarf. Red. Pussy in a side car. Whiskers blowing in the wind. Oh, yeah. That'd be right up her alley, so to speak.

Course, your assless chaps would let your butt chafe, but that wouldn't be her problem.
What`s for dinner? :biggrin1:
 
What`s for dinner? :biggrin1:

I don't know - but if you start with a stinky sandwich, somehow you'll end cruising down the highway on a motorbike in assless chaps, with a pussy wearing goggles in a sidecar! :eek:
 
I don't know - but if you start with a stinky sandwich, somehow you'll end cruising down the highway on a motorbike in assless chaps, with a pussy wearing goggles in a sidecar! :eek:
Oh dear!
How about you cross 1000000000... miles and come to my place for a meal;)
 

Well.....the weather made me want some comfort food yesterday and I made the big pot of Chili....which was most enjoyed.

Today, I got to thinking more about comfort food, what were ones considered by family members, what mine were, and what they meant to me. I got all nostalgic, and one dish jumped out as one that I have not had in a long time.

It was called (why, I have no idea..??)..."TENNESSEE CHICKEN"...a food eaten in the Southern US during the Great Depression Years (1929-1939). I have no idea why it was called that, for it did not contain Chicken at all...???

It was a cheap and filling dish eaten out of necessity, but liked so well it became a "Comfort Food" and is eaten to this day in some families on special occasions.

So that will be what I will fix for supper tonight....

TENNESSEE CHICKEN

First: Make some homemade biscuits....and while they are baking make the sauce (called Tennessee Chicken) to pour over them...

Second:

Hard Boil a couple of eggs (if you are lucky to have any) and later chop into pieces...

1/4 lb Streak o' Lean, Fat Back, or Salt Pork...cut into small pieces and render in a large iron skillet.

Add 1/4 -1/2 cup white flour into the skillet with the grease (and pieces of lean if you are lucky to have any) and stir until lightly brown to make a roux (you want it to be a thickener (darker roux does not thicken as well as a light roux).

Add a 1/4 - 1/3 cup milk (if you are lucky to have any) to the roux and stir until it is thickened, but still thin enough to pour.

Add chopped eggs to the sauce and pour over hot biscuits and ENJOY!!!