Whew! All this talk about getting the Little Woman[sup]TM[/sup] a new dog every year and sausage had me worried. But little dog statues now, that’s okay!
Last month Herself got a meat grinder attachment for the KitchernAide (I love KitchenAides, don’t you?) and she’s been grinding things up like mad. She’s working on chicken and apple sausages now. (good, but too dry). Maybe we’ll get to grind up some hog later on. I hope so. She hasn’t let me play with it, (the grinder thing) yet. I also notice that there’s not so many cats around the neighborhood lately. But she’s German, and they’re not so much into cats, so I’m not worried.
BTW Rue, in your OP you sounded kinda like Alton Brown.
Like Swampy, the only ground hog I’m having is my delicious pork spareribs after I have chewed them up. Now that’s a sentence I never thought I write.
Also like Swampy, I have no sweetie and so no Valentine gifts–giving or receiving–are in my near future. I will get an e-card from an ex-boyfriend turned good friend reminding me that I promised to believe in Valentine’s Day (and so believe in love) and it will cause me to smile (albeit a wry smile) and remember sweet times, but on the whole, I’d really like another box of handpicked (only the ones I like) See’s chocolates, a couple a vodka martinis and a night of—well, for the sake of any children who may be reading (and why aren’t you in school?), I’ll just say a night to remember.
An owl is not completely without merit as a romantic Valentine gift. Birds are said to find their mates on Valentine’s Day, and so are a symbol of committed love, and owls are often associated with wisdom. The Little Woman could therefore interpret Rue’s gift of a plastic (which symbolizes eternity, because it is not biodegradable and thus will be around until the end) owl as a symbol of the wisdom of their marriage.
Or she could see it as further proof that he is a crazy old goat, but lovable nonetheless.
Well, backlighting (us pros write it as one word)(or maybe not. I may have just made that up.) will only make you look better if used in conjunction with some front or high side lighting. If you’ve only got backlighting, you can’t see the front of the object, thereby only making it look better if it’s reaaally ugly or has one hell of a backside (which you wouldn’t be able to see anyway 'cause it’s on the back, where the light is, but not where you are).
A primary concern for backlighting a rodent of this size is heat output. In order to get one, solid shadow, you need to have just a single source of light behind said rodent. Also, this light must be very powerful, as the area outside the den will (no doubt) be lit by various tv lights, which would wash out the shadow from a most standard lights. I suggest a fixture like this one, lamped up to 1,000 watts. This brings us back to the beginning of this paragraph, namely, heat output. These lights get hot very quickly, so if the ground hog doesn’t get moving, he will quickly be overcome by the heat and cooked medium-rare in about 20 to 25 minutes, resulting in a tasty lunch for all involved.
Then I would suggest that Kallessa and Swampy (and anyone else for that matter) join us in the Doper Valentine Exchange
I do have a Valentine, but will participate nonetheless.
I expect, as I do every year, a GIGANTIC box of Godiva chocolates. I will just sit and admire their delectible beauty for the first day or so…then DIG IN!!!
How sad! I totally forgot this was Groundhog’s day, and I like goofy holidays. For me, this was more of Mom’s Birthday is Tomorrow and Oh Mi Gawd I Haven’t Mailed Her Present Yet day.
Boy am I in trouble.
My KitchenAid with grinder attachment for making my own ground hog, is dark red. It is beautiful and it is all mine. I do look with lustful color-slut eyes at the new pastel ones. Please don’t tell my mixer, he just wouldn’t understand.
My KitchenAid is white and I don’t have any fancy attachments. I’d probably hurt myself with a meat grinder… Plus my husband would take great delight in seeing how different things would come out of a grinder.
This is so wild…I was just thinking about posting about my love (lust) relationship with my Kitchenaid mixer. I used it yesterday (baked a bunch of stuff). Mine is also white, but I’d love to have one of the new colors…maybe when I re-do my kitchen!
I’m sorry to be the one to break this to you, Ashes, Ashes, but pastel KitchenAid products are just wrong. Yes, wrong. They are wrong today and the future will see them condemned to dung heaps and the back corners of closets. And they will not be sought by collectors.
My lustful color-slut eyes (a phrase I absolutely love, BTW) look with longing on either a hunter green (mostly) or the cobalt blue mixer, but alas, my kitchen is so small it would have to live in a cupboard, and really, if you can’t have it out on the counter as an oject d’art, it’s not worth having.
it appears that the weather in ohio is in dispute. holland huckleberry = no shadow, buckeye chuck = shadow.
there are more whistle pigs in north america than punx phil. there is mr prozac the llama and spike the porcupine, not to mention the late lamented woodchuck that is dragged out of storage, check them all out at: www.groundhogsday.com click on groundhog central to see what is happening in your neck of the woods; or get a black velvet swearword shirt.
Well, it rained all day today here so no shadows for anyone. Just big dark clouds.
Speaking of which… those of us currently bereft of sweeties aren’t too keen on Valentine’s Day. I, myself, am planning to ignore it completely. As usual.
My KitchenAid is a lovely cobalt blue. I’ve always meant to purchase the attachments but haven’t gotten around to it. Or a round tuit either. I received a catalog in the mail a couple of weeks ago showing off the new, artistic KitchenAid line. They have one color called grape! This is not fair. Why couldn’t they have had my favorite color when I purchased mine?!? (I’m so emotional I have to stick in extra punctuation.) Poor planning on the company’s part I must say.
Oh, right. No pork products today either. I had a salmon burger for lunch and yeast-raised waffles for dinner.
Since the MMP is one of the things I live for well, not exactly, but you know I just have to share my maybe news here - we got an offer on our house yesterday. We sent back a counter offer, and if all goes well, we’ll have a contract tonight.
One of the best parts is the buyers said we can lease back till May 31, which works great, since graduation is May 21, and that’ll give us time to get the kid’s stuff moved to her new apt in Orlando. So that’s good. Here’s hoping all goes well.
Oh, and since so far no one has mentioned the Janet Jackson debacle in this thread, I just have to share that my cube mate and I think “wardrobe malfunction” is a great buzz-phrase. Work it into conversation liberally.
We are also speculating on next year’s SuperBowl entertainment, since it’ll be here in ultra-conservative Jacksonville. I’m guessing the Mormon Tabernacle Choir, a drum-and-bugle corps, and maybe trained dogs. Anything else? I’ll gladly pass your suggestions to the Chamber of Commerce.
Now I’m torn. Kalley said I’m “lovable”, which is nice because I love her right back with every fiber of my being. Well, some of them anyway. A bunch, that’s for sure. But its bundled in with “crazy old goat”. What? I’m supposed to chew your shirt off then go read a magazine? (Cause, see, goats eat anything, even shirts and it would be plumb crazy to go read a magazine when there’s a topless hot chick right there.)
But I’m “lovable”, so there!
What’s flapjack got to do, got to do with it? What else are we supposed to have with our ground hog? I guess. But if anything doesn’t make sense around here, you just smile and nod and move on. It’s what you do with me, so you can do it to DrMemory too. Nice use of coding there Doc. smilenod
My mom had a KitchenAid mixer with all the attachments, even the grinder. But we weren’t allowed to use it. Just mom. Like she was worried we’d stick our Star Wars guys in it and mess it up or something. Yeah, right. Star Wars guys don’t grow on trees ya know! Hers was Harvest Gold. Which tells you just how old it was.
I have a regular blender. No attachments. Just the glass jar that comes off. It doesn’t get a lot of use day to day. But when you’re making a milkshake, it’s just the thing.
Currently I’m out of Woodchuck. I drank up the last bottle last week. I should have saved some of my cider for Groundhog Day. If I was thinking. Woodchuck cider and sausage. That’s just begging to be made a Tradition.
-Rue. (traditional goat man)
Oh yeah! Trained dogs for the Super Bowl halftime show. That would be so cool. Dogs in tutus dancing, maybe jumping through flaming hoops, a tighrope and they could let drug dogs sniff the crowd. I’m sure that last part would go over so well because it would make everyone feel safer. Trained dogs for the halftime show would be so cool!
And what’s with the Google front page? It’s all mathy. It makes my head hurt.
First, FCM I got stuff crossed for ya on the house offer.
I forgot to tell y’all that Albeeny has a gopher tortoise to predict how much Winter is left. He or she has a name but I can’t think of it right now. Chances are I won’t remember it later either. Anyhow he/she didn’t see his/her shadow yesterday so Winter will soon be toast round here. Actually, today it’s supposed to be mid 60’s.
lightingtool thanks for the advise on how to cook groundhog. Personally, I think it would be best in an oven set to 325 covered in a thick, brown gravy with some carrots and potatoes.
My KitchenAid (yes, I have one!) is white and stainless steel and has all the goody attachments too. I didn’t look at it with lustful color-slut eyes. I bought cause I wanted one and it was on sale. Coulda been puce or fuschia or anyone of those made up colors for all I cared. It was on sale!
Flapjacks (pancakes down south) are good with ground hog. They might also be tasty with groundhog for all I know.
Oh, as far as Valentine’s Day is concerned, I already told that fat butt cherub to stay away from me. Besides, I have spend most of that day in a meeting. Yes, in a meeting, on Valentine’s Day, which also happens to be on Saturday this year. I am more pissed off cause it’s a Saturday that I have to waste in a meeting. Even if it’s in a cool retreat place, it’s still a Saturday. GRRRRRRR
Oh. It’s Gaston Julia’s birthday. That explains the Google page.
More importantly,Friday is Waitangi Day. (I know because it’s on my calendar.) What are we supposed to eat then? Little kiwi birds stuffed with kiwi fruit?
At next year’s Super Bowl (where one of the teams will be the 49er’s), the drug sniffing dogs would be great, as long as they stayed in the stands. If they got to close to the players (not the 49er’s, of course, but the other team) then the game might have to be called off on account of the team all going to jail, and although the 49er’s would therefore win by foreit, it’s more fun to win by kicking butt.
I am in favor of scantily-clad men at the half-time show (burly and brawny men, no less), but in tasteful costume–not like the ones on the guys dancing with Janet. That costume designer should be shot.
FCM, I am keeping my fingers crossed (metaphorically, otherwise I couldn’t type) on your house sale.
