Sometimes I wonder if the f-word was as prevalent back in those days as "Deadwood" would have us believe, but I do enjoy watching it. It's the same thrill as I get when cars in the movies plow into a bunch of trash cans or wipe out a lawn jockey.
I had a post the other day that was all run together, and when I went to edit it, it wasn't - some kind of a bug. We'll have to remember to check our posts and give them a nudge.
I hope you have a wonderful year ahead - more what you want, and less what fate serves up for you.
People around here make tamales for special occasions and sometimes bring them to potlucks. One lady said her mother made them very chile hot so people would eat fewer of them. I know people make a big deal about making them - several get together to make big batches. I don't mind turning out a few at a time for one or two meals for the two of us, always put a penny in the bottom of the steaming pot so I can hear when the water runs low. There are some Mexicans who came up to the guest cabin every summer and I asked them how they make tamales, thinking I'd get some tips - found out they buy the dough already made at one of those small Mexican stores. Their assembly method wasn't any different from my method, and their filling wasn't anything special.
That time of year, that location - the smell of pinyon smoke in the air.
Thanks Martin. I'll be sure to look for the opportunity to see it.
I think angel food cake made from mixes has come a long way from the early 1970s when my mother embarked on a mission to become proficient at making them from scratch because she thought the mix had a bad taste to it. She was a very gung ho sort of person, threw herself into these projects. I didn't live there at the time, but remember her talking about it, and she really liked the hot cakes right out of the oven, so ate a lot of them right away. I don't know what she did with all the egg yolks. She might have made noodles, but it seems like her mission to conquer the noodle challenge was at a different time. Thanks for reminding me of this family memory.
I think I've seen the promo for that knife program, but haven't watched it; good to know I'm not missing much. I just spent a bunch of time trying to adjust the TV so it doesn't cut off some of the picture. Found out there are settings for the TV and different settings for the cable channel. It was the latter that I needed to look at.
I miss your stories about life in Mexico, and it was so nice when you and Jennifer got married. It doesn't seem like 10 years already. I enjoy making tamales, keep some corn husks handy in case I get a craving. To fill in the gap in between ambition, I found an old 1920s recipe for Tamale Loaf that we enjoy nearly as much. It's not the same as the Tamale Pie recipes that are more like corn bread topping on chili con carne, it's tamale filling layered in the masa mixture in a loaf pan. Well, now I'm hungry!
I often wake up early and read in bed or listen to audio books for awhile - until 8 or 9 am. I'm not much of a morning person. The glass looks more modern than the breeze blocks or whatever they are called, but didn't they serve the purpose of providing ventilation to the stairs? Is there air conditioning for the stairs now?
It's hard to watch someone living that kind of life, so tempting to think that we can give them enough help to turn their life around, but it's always more complicated than that. What you are doing is better than nothing, and there's no expectation or judgement in 'here's a warm jacket.'
Starting out, I thought you were going to say you liked the movie, but the 'plot' of your review took a twist and ended up the opposite. Good job! Made for an interesting review.
Seems like it doesn't prepare the kids to be self-reliant in life situations where they don't get instant gratification for something. What amazes me is how cell phones have made it possible for some parents to constantly hover over their college age and older children, discussing every little decision - when are these young people going to have time to think for themselves and make their own mistakes.
Miraculously fixed! That's what I like to hear.
I enjoyed looking at that artist's work. It was as if he wrote a science fiction novel in his head and these were the illustrations. There was one of a mountain stream I found especially evocative.
We had a surprise 1 1/2 inches of snow the other night - it was very lightweight, the kind with beautiful separate snow flakes.
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