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Discussion in 'The Okie Corral' started by Hannie Caulder, Oct 16, 2019.
that's good for constipation
And how do you know that?
It wasn’t too bad until I graduated culinary school then I started remodeling the kitchen.
The knife collection is worse. Started in 1976.
lube man, lube
Been using cast iron on my glass top for ten years. Not a scratch.
Utah is trying to legalize "Pot". So you can have as many pots as you want.
A Missouri dairyman's Red Eye gravy was bacon grease and black coffee.
He died of a heart attack.
Doc said, No more Red Eye.
But he would sneak it when the wife wasn't around.
You need ham drippings for real red eye gravy.
Alright then Paula Dean, ham drippins it is.
LOL. Everybody knows that.
LOL. Sometimes nothing but the real thing works.
But I do use olive oil instead of butter as much as possible, especially when I'm cooking for Daddy.
This is true. My GF recently fried me some eggs in bacon grease and made me toast with real butter.
I was reborn that day.
Everybody loves butter. There is no substitute.
I love shrimp scampi in real butter. But sometimes I cook the shrimp in garlic, olive oil, and white wine and it is just as delish.
Maybe even throw in a pinch of cayenne just to kick it up a notch. BAM!
Good goshalmighty that sounds good.
I am meeting my grandpa for lunch today at this awesome hole in the wall, way out in the sticks. It's gonna be goooood. My clothes are gonna smell like wood smoke and butter after I leave.
I love my Korean stoneware.
My new favorite way to cook shrimp.
My Grt. Uncle ate Grits and Red Eye for ever. He passed away 103 years of age.
Please do not disparage a Southern Tradition with hear say.
Yea, lots of people die from heart attacks, and doctors try to justify the death,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,It Was A Heart Attack.
Never ate Red Eye, and don't really care to, but Pappy died at 98, he just stopped living, long story short, he ate 3 eggs, half a pound of bacon or sausage, and home made biscuits, made with Armor Lard, every single day for as long as any of my aunts or uncles can remember.
I wish he would have taught me how to make those, they would almost float off the pan.