Discussion in 'Camping, Hiking, Cooking' started by Steelie Mike, Jan 31, 2007.
Granola bars, carrot sticks, and apple or two, water, and some peyote...
Friggin sounds like a granola eater! YOu must be one of those pansey anti-gun, blue state sum na batches!?
Payote helps you make friends with animals and lizard dragon king, ruler of the moleman race.
Speaking of visuals, here's a little gem for ya guys.
Hangover + Hot Case =
<img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i167/sberling/CIMG3270_resize.jpg" alt="Doody" />
James, you know me so well...
Actually it helps me fight the brujo by turning into the raven so I can fly above his adobe to see when he comes out...
...then I crap on him...:rofl:
:thumb: After my daughter regaled me w/ information from a report on fast food, I avoid that stuff. I don't know what's scarier, the mysteries you don't know about in that food or the people who are preparing it. Take a long look sometime at the folks who are handling your food; it might make you think twice about eating it again
I have two good pictures from the Doc
if anyone wants to see them.
My first course is sashimi, usually ahi, octopus, salmon and finely sliced daikon with the finest wasabi. Accompanied by a bottle of decent, but not decadent (French) Chablis.
Second course is alder smoked grouse with a light salad dressed with a simple, earthy vinaigrette. Accompanied by a bottle of (French, again) White Bordeaux.
I follow this with a dessert of perfectly ripe red Bosc pear and native
French (not the American junk) brie cheese.
Finally, a very large glass of absinthe ( which makes peyote look like Night Train compared with 18 year old Glenlivet).
This usually sets me up very well for the latter half of the day.
Otter, I'll drive... Save me some grouse...
I hear you man....add those big wet maple/alder leaves to the list...
Where is this magic hot-case that has all this stuff?
In your own back pocket. Some I buy from the markets. Wasabi and wine are stocked in the house.
In all truth - when I go fishing, mostly solo - I have my "road tea" (stash double bergamot earl grey and in addition a couple bottles of water). I dont eat, I fish.
If there are guests, then I put on a spread.
Its nowhere near the water, but the Seattle VA hospital cafeteria fried chicken. It's open to the public, but they got goverment hours M-F 11:30 to 12:30 pm or so. Take it from under the hotlight, and lay it in a cardboard tray, by the time you hit your vehicle, the grease will have turned the cardboard almost clear. It's cooked deep and long in a special fryer where the oils took on flavors from the years before, and those flavors and smells will fill your vehicle with great joy. Couple pieces of that keeps a man going for a week.
Everything is edible, even the bones. Sometimes the bones trap the fats and oils and when you crack into them the juice drips out down the chin...now that's 100% service connected my friend...just beware though, if you take that hot juicy high-aroma chicken out past the psych ward when they're out on smoke break or half-heartedly shootin' hoops, you could be heckled some. As in "hey that's some mighty good lookin' chicken, you might want to give it up here..." flippin' the bird is an entirely appropriate response in this circumstance.