Blogging challenge - Day #3

Tiger Woods.

I'm kidding, why beat a dead horse with a sand wedge?

It's late, I'm tired, so this blog shall be short. And no I'm not going to cheat and just repost something I wrote two years ago on MySpace. But it's tempting.

And so...another recipe.

I did NONE of the cooking for the Womens Christmas Dinner at our church this year. Mike gets all the credit. But he did say I gave him the idea, which is somewhat true.

So heres my interpreation of what was served tonight. Been doing this for a few years, is food that will kill you.

Boudain Stuffed Pork Loin

you need:
1 pork loin, say 3 pounds, bout 12 or 15" long or as big or small as you want it.
1 stick of good boudain. If you don't know what it is, or if it's good or not, stop and go find a Cajun.
A big roasting pan or Dutch oven (big cast iron Dutch oven is my preferred weapon)
1 big onion sliced
1 carton mushrooms, cleaned and destemmed
seasonings as you see fit. I go with Creole seasoning, kosher salt, lot of garlic, whatever feels right at the time. Maybe some bay leaf.
You could also add a mirepoix or trinity instead of the shrooms. Anything that tastes good roasted with meat works.

Take the loin and cut a slit down the middle or butterfly the whole thing open. Season liberally inside and out as you see fit. Then insert the whole stick of boudain in the loin. If you want you could tie the whole thing up with twine at this point. Preheat an oven to 350.

Get the dutch oven hot on the stove, add a little oil, lay the loin down and allow to brown for a few minutes, turning to get color on all sides. Then add water to cover 1/3 to 1/2 of the loin. Add the onions, shrrom, mirepoix, etc, tucking all around the meat. Cover and throw in the hot oven for..1 to 2 hours. It's pork, cook it till it's done.

The shrooms and onions cook down nicely, the boudain falls aprt inside the loin.

It's just good.

Later...

Blogging Challenge Day #2

Tiger Woods.

Now before I get into this, let me preface it.

I am in no way saying I condone cheating. When you say I do, you better mean it. Marriage is work, it gets rough at times and a lot of people just don't want to put the work in to make it last. When things get bad, you shouldn't run to the first warm body to get a quick fix. You suck it up and fight it out. If it doesn't work and cutting the lines is the only way, then do it and do it decisively. And if you are going to step out, realize that if and when you get caught, it'll be Hell to pay. So be ready.

Furthermore, as Christians (no offense to my Jewish friends) we should realize it is not our place to cast judgement on someone when we see they have fallen. I know society and the media preaches otherwise, but you have to hold yourself to a higher standard. We're supposed to forgive the sinner, but not the sin. We're supposed to extend a hand and help someone up, not trample on them when they have fallen. Remember, but for the grace of God go YOU and I.

And lastly. I write to entertain. Much like a comedian. Not Jim Norton though. I'm safe around kids. (few folks will get that) So realize that satire and ripping on the news of the day to a point is part of it.

Now. As I was saying.

Tiger Woods.

I have listened to the audio of what he told the alleged mistress. The voicemail he left asking her to take her name off her voicemail, leave just the number cause his wife might be calling. In his words it was "...huge. Quickly."

As one guy, one dude to another, I have this to say to Mr. Woods.

GOOD GOD! ARE YOU OUT OF YOUR MIND?

The guy is a multi-millionaire, nay, BILLIONAIRE, with huge sponsorships, is friends with the President and other powerful folks and has a pack of rabid lawyers at his beck and call. And no one bothered to mention to him, "Dude, have some sense. Don't screw around and if you are, don't mess with psychos and don't leave tracks." He should also realize his wife is Swedish. Of Nordic descent, in other words VIKING bloodlines. I have no doubt she took a Nike 9 iron and went berzerker on the Escalade and had the neighbor not stumbled out at the sound of the crash, she'd have teed off on his skull and not worried about doing it under par.

It's a shame his family has to got though thus. That his kids will be reading about this for years when they're older. That there dad may not be remembered for being a truly gifted athlete. That the media will be feasting on this for weeks cause there's no real "serious" things going on right now. Like a recession. And massive unemployment. And two wars.

He'll survive this. It'll cost some cash, some sponsors, lot of fans (doubtful). But the ability to knock a ball into a hole from a great distance has little to do with moral standing. Guess that's how he figures it.

I think he's wrong.

Later...

The Blogging Challenge: Day 1

So Erica has challenged the world at large to post a blog every day until Christmas. 25 days of blogging.

And thus, I throw myself into the fray, probably on my own sword.

And now....

A recipe.

This recipe came from a guy my dad worked with out at the paper mill in Orange, Julio. It's good, it's easy and unfortunately, most of you can't make it. Why you say? You'll find out.

You need:

a blender or a food processor

1 big can whole tomatoes (26 oz can I think it is)

1/3 cup chopped onion

1 TBS Kosher salt (Shabbat Shalom y'all.)

1 TBS garlic powder

big dash of cumin

1/4 cup white vinegar

and...the most important thing, the one thing that will make this or break it, the one thing most of you don't have and can't buy. 1 RED jalapeno pepper.

Yes, it has to be red. You can use green, it'll taste wrong. You can use green and bad things will happen to you.

One option, that I do approve of, is try and find red FRESNO peppers. They will work and can occasionally be found at Central Market. So how do you get red jalapeno? Simple. Grow them yourself.

Throw everything into the blender and hit chop, puree, fold, spindle, mutilate...you know the drill.

It tastes best after sitting in the fridge for a few days, will keep for about three weeks.

Later...