We crashed before 10 last night, but I was up about 5:45 - too much of a morning person to sleep in. And we celebrated the new year by having chocolate cake for breakfast!!
It’s a lovely day in southern Maryland - sunny and mild. We went to the marina to check on our boat and we were sorry we’d already winterized it - it would be so nice out on the water…
So the new year is starting off great. May this be the sign of things to come!
I’m not rightly sure Lissla, but I’ll try yot be helpful til someone who knows something shows up. I’m pretty sure a ham is the pig’s thigh. Maybe some of the butt too. The “ham hock” is the part below the thigh, you boil it up for soups and stuff that you want a hammy taste to. Sort of “spare parts cooking”.
Speaking of “spare parts cooking”, there’s:
haggis, which is spare parts of sheep and oatmeal
goetta, which is a local Cincinnati sausage-ish spare parts of pig and oatmeal
-is there a “spare parts of goat and oatmeal (or equivalent)” food? Maybe something middle eastern-ish? I’ve been wondering since last night. Not real hard or anything, so if I don’t get an answer, no big, but I was just curious.
And while we’re at it, how about a “spare parts of cow and oatmeal (or equivalent)” food? (Steak and kidney pie maybe?)
A “spare parts of chicken and oatmeal (or equivalent)” food? (Well, there’s chicken and dumplings (not “oatmeal”, but a cheap filler) and spaetzel dishes.)
A “spare parts of any other common barnyard animal and oatmeal” food?
Peasant foods! Yum!
I tried cooking up goat spare parts once, even the cats wouldn’t eat it.(we, that is, my then wife, had cats then). Although I wasn’t really trying too hard to come up with something. Those middle-eastern folks just might know a way to cook goat spare parts that are edible, but I doubt it.
BTW, haggis is prety good, in a liverwurst sorta way. Especially if you’ve been drinking scotch, lots of scotch, like on Bobby Burns’ birthday or something, or so I’ve heard.
Wow. All of the LOTR EEs together equal a whole lot of dead orcs. And now my eyes hurt. That might be from crying, though. We finished at 3 a.m.- the Rohirrim charged the fields of Pelennor at 1:20 precisely.
Friend from Work doesn’t hate me, although he did shut me up during Helm’s Deep.
I need to watch all the extras now.
So sleepy.
I think I like it better when we talk about desserts.
Urp.
The Boy’s plane arrives in an hour. Not that I’m excited about that or anything. Nosiree! Haven’t seen him since Christmas Eve. Wheeeeeeee! Ahem.
Alas, my vacation is over. I’m about to pack lunch for tomorrow. Back to work.
Why wasn’t I born an heiress? Life is soooooo unfair! Pardon me while I pout…
