Sunday, March 13, 2011

We good old southern boys think there’s nothing finer than chewing the fat over some finger licking southern cuisine.  And what better food is there to literally chew the fat over than a good pork butt – it sounds a little fancier if you call it Boston Butt or BBQ.  Well there’s several definitions of BBQ.  Everyone over the Mason Dixon line thinks BBQ  is meat that you put a little sauce on and eat it daintily with a fork.   Some even think that you can use any kind of meat for that purpose.  But we of the true southern descent know that BBQ ain’t BBQ if it doesn’t involve pork.  And even in the south, we fight over what’s good bbq.  In the Carolinas there’s Eastern BBQ, Piedmont BBQ, Low Country BBQ and more.  The Texans have their spicy BBQ’s which incorporate some of those pepper from across the border that most of us can’t prounounce.  We even have BBQ cookoffs and plenty of fights have broke out over those because of regional favorites.  But one things for sure here in the south, BBQ doesn’t stand a chance without the sides that go along with it – Coleslaw, beans and hushpuppies.  Interview fifty BBQ cooks and you will get fifty different recipes - and everyone of them is prepared to fist fight over their own personal recipe for hushpuppies.  They leave the coleslaw to their wives.
Part of the pleasure of cooking barbeque is the beer-drinking.  We must have it iced down just right - it has to be good and cold for us to tolerate the heat of the constant basting of the pig.  This is where things can get out of hand since the more beer swigging we do, the more our opinions differ.  Politics is one topic that you try to stay clear of but it always comes up.  Talking politics can take the best of buddies and turn them into Mama Grizzlies, to coin a phrase from a political wannabe.   Which can in turn cause a good BBQ team to run amok and behave in a wild and unruly manner.  Whose watchin' the meat boys!
Just as we sometimes have designated drivers, we have designated pig watchers at our organized BBQ's. Whoever draws the short end of the stick has to referee the butt kickin's, keep the BBQ from burning, and make sure no-one's fingers get chopped off.  It's a thankless job because no one remembers to be grateful.
If any of you Northern folk ever want to join us, you have to sign a disclaimer.  Attend at your own risk - no lawsuits allowed.  Oh, and don't bring a fork.

Saturday, January 22, 2011

Know when to fold up....

Sarah Palin hasn't learned the fine art of poker.  That's all I have to say about that.

Thursday, December 30, 2010

We're in a Dilemna

I know a lot about nothing and a little about everything so when someone asked me to do a blog on my political insights, I jumped at the chance.  If you are thin-skinned, have strong political leanings and carry a gun with a scope that can sight a level line in a full circle with a good old Southern fat boy right in the center, please stop now and don’t read my blogs.

Someone asked me the other day what I thought about the governor of Mississippi possibly running for President in 2012, I had to apologize to him later for spitting out half of my BBQ sandwich and NeHi Cola all over him.  Quite frankly this possibility scares the hell out of me.

Haley Barbour has been in the news a lot lately and if you can say Ku Klux Klan, NAACP and organ donation in the same sentence, you probably already know why.  If you don’t, do the research – I don’t like to kick a dead horse by repeating news that you should have already read.

But let’s get back to the fat boy from Mississippi.  If you think that a mixed racial man with big ears from Hawaii has had problems in the White House, just you wait and see how this scenario would play out. Now I don’t have anything against good old Southern fat boys as you can tell by the comments I made earlier about myself, but he’s not your stereotypical presidential material.

First off, it’s his appearance – chubby cheeks, florid complexion and he always seems to have his mouth open, but hey, most politicians do, don’t they?  At least Rush Limbaugh won’t give him grief because of his appearance because if you haven’t noticed, the two of them could be cast as look-alikes.  And he’s a Republican, so Limbaugh won’t be too hard on him.  But I’m afraid that when Haley opens his mouth, he inserts foot too often.  I mean look at his comments about the 1960’s Yazoo City Citizen’s Council – controversial to say the least as most people looked at that organization as being a toned-down KKK.

No folks, I’m afraid that if Haley Barbour wants any peace and quiet in his life, he better stay in Mississippi.  Remember what happened to the peanut farmer from Georgia.

We'll delve into this further as the drama unfolds.....