Cast Iron Treasure Acquired

I am soooooo tickled. I finally scored me a proper, OLD, cast iron griddle (the stitches where they took out the kidney I sold to pay for it still have to get yanked, and I’m sore as shit, but, HEY! GOT. MUH. GRIDDLE.) It is SO PRET-TEE!!!

You might be wondering what, besides being an addictive sort of personality (it’s inherited, don’t you judge me), would have someone scouring our admittedly sad little thrift and “antique” shops here in Pcola for such a specific thing.

It wasn’t a “what,” it was a “who.”

Her name is Brenda Gantt, and she’s from the state next door, and she is just KILLING me with her old timey cooking.

I dare you to watch this video of her making buttermilk biscuits without your jaw dropping to the floor, and without a sudden, OVERWHELMING urge to find yerself a CAST IRON GRIDDLE popping into your head.

Had to get me one, and it wasn’t easy. OR cheap. I was going to be pretty specific in my search – no Lodge anything – and knew there’d be some skyhigh prices for the older stuff like Wagner or Griswold. I was hoping to luck into a Birmingham Stove and Range (BSR) or other local, not quite as famous, but same quality piece. (I have one of their skillets, and schweet!) But what surprised me was the dearth of griddles, especially the larger sizes. I wound up ordering from a wonderfully talented cast iron restorer in PISCATAWAY, New Jersey. Thank you, Jesus, for the innerwebs. I am very much going to enjoy turning this beauty black with goo again.

Here she is making Potato Patties.

When I get a chance, Ima break into that biscuit thing, and will post failure or success. It’s worked for Brenda. She’s got, like, 2.8 MILLION followers now, does her hair up pretty, clothes are better, real production values, and all in the space of a year! Did you guys know Bingley used to chat with the Pioneer Woman Rhee Drummond way back when we were all blogging away? Really. He did! She was just as nice as I imagine Brenda is.

Old timey cooks seem to be that way. Unfussy and friendly.

We’ll see how friendly I am if I mess these biscuits up.

Sweet Potato Snausage Hash

#ItsWhatsForDinner

Cancel Culture Is Wrong

But…

Whoopi Goldberg ‘livid,’ threatening to quit ‘The View’ over her suspension: source

Whoopi Goldberg is “livid” after she was suspended from “The View” over her claim that the Holocaust was “not about race” — and is telling co-workers she is going to quit the show, according to a source.

Goldberg, 66, feels “humiliated” at being disciplined by ABC execs after she followed their advice to apologize for the ill-conceived comments, a well-placed insider told The Post.

“She feels ABC executives mishandled this. She followed their playbook. She went on ‘The Late Show With Steven Colbert’ and then apologized again on ‘The View’ the next day,” a source said.

OMG THIS FEELS REALLY GREAT AND I HOPE THE ANGRY, VICIOUS FREAKING HAG LEARNS SOMETHING ABOUT BEING A DECENT HUMAN BEING EVEN THOUGH I KNOW SHE WON’T.

I’m so ashamed.

Biden War Planning

Welp. It’s going about as well as you’d imagine, given their propensity to learn from mistakes, admit they made mistakes, and admit they could ever possibly be wrong.

So…not at all.

Biden voters should be proud as punch their geriatric dementia patient is right on track. The rest of us are appropriately horrified, worried about such things as “Whose kid does he get killed THIS time?” or “Why are Ukraine’s borders a ‘sovereign/must be respected’ thing, and our national borders aren’t?” The sort of abstract notions that keep normal people awake at night, whilst allowing the blissfully biased and brain dead to snooze on.

Presidential strategic planning in this administration being what it is, the report out from Axios today, detailing the panic stricken chicken-with-their-heads-cut-off machinations that led to falling bodies from airplanes, thirteen dead American military members, and BILLIONS in assets being left behind in Kabul, doesn’t exactly come as a surprise. Rather a vindication. We SAID it was going to be a clusterfuck, we saw a deadly clusterfuck unfold, and the Biden administration knew it was a clusterfuck from the second they took over.

Leaked notes from a White House Situation Room meeting the day before Kabul fell shed new light on just how unprepared the Biden administration was to evacuate Afghan nationals who’d helped the United States in its 20-year war against the Taliban.

Why it matters: Hours before the Taliban seized control of Afghanistan’s capital on Aug. 15, 2021, senior Biden administration officials were still discussing and assigning basic actions involved in a mass civilian evacuation.

Now it’s Ukraine’s turn…because I guess Puddin’ Head feels his tough guy schtick needs a burnishing, “SQUIRREL!!” or…Hell, I don’t know. Getting a cat didn’t work. Send the cat back to the farm.

He’s gone from 8500 troops on alert to an additional 3000 now (1000 repositioned from Germany to Romania, plus 2000 more coming in from the States to “Eastern Europe.”). And tough guy sanctions on Putin, whatever, whatever, blahblahblah.

So all this NeoCon posturing, and saber rattling with an Army that has had to loosen BCT (Basic Combat Training – their bootcamp) standards to maintain retention, is offering up to $50,000 bonus FOR ENLISTING (!), and is generally a pretty unsettled, unhappy place to be morale-wise at the moment.

In light of all that, they announce they’re doing what today?

Bet you’ll NEVER guess.

This should work out great.

The “Hey! It’s not my kid.” Experts™ at everything. What do they care.

And did you know Beau Biden died?

So Biden won’t have anyone in this fight either. Including himself.

He checked out a long time ago.

Zucker Hits Iceberg

Whoa. DOG.

Makes you kind of wonder, even though le grand fromage is claiming that his failure to communicate the tawdry details of his clandestine work relationship are behind his ouster – ‘scuse em oui, “resignation” – if, in point of fact, it wasn’t CNN’s Titanic-like TANKING ratings that took him down like a housekeeper trapped in one of the storage closets.

Couldn’t have been their sex maniac problem. That’s been going on for, like, EVER, and they even gave Groovin’ With My Tubin‘ Toobin HIS job back, so…couldn’t possibly be a “sex” thing.

Nah.

Tucker should be a hoot and a holler tonight.

Maybe CNN should adopt a corporate headquarters cat…

Let’s Dance

Fauci is a Monster

I have tried mightily this morning to avoid finding out exactly WHAT revolting, ghastly, and inhumane “experiments” Fauci’s – OUR – funding paid for, but sumBITCH if I didn’t inadvertently just come across it.

Damn his black soul.

Given the countless lives destroyed this past two years thanks to Fauci’s edicts: the irreparable harm done to our children, generations of families, the fabric of the nation. Like those God-forsaken puppies, this cretin has been given the power to put our nation in a metaphorical headlock, slide our fear-drugged freedoms into a sealed bubble, and, at whim, subject the citizens within to the voracious, ravenous appetite of the insatiable, capricious sand fleas of his monstrous ego. As the winds shift outside the lab, so must the blood flow inside to maintain the supremacy of whitest lab coat of them all.

When your neck is in the vice, your kicking eventually stops.

He is an entrenched evil who should have been frog-marched out YEARS ago. If it is the now exposed sadistic, worthless cruelty to innocent, helpless animals vice that to his fellow countrymen which FINALLY brings him down, so be it.

I will sing Hallelujah.

God bless the beagles.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY, CRUSADER!!

You old man, you!

Happy 4th of July!!!

God bless the Founding Fathers, their courage, and the courage of everyone who stood with them to break free, and leave us this marvelous country. This beacon of freedom, liberty, opportunity, and happiness that draws people from all over the world at this very moment.

Hold fast.

Memorial Day 2021

We remember.

And we miss you terribly, SSG John.

God bless them, EVERY. ONE.

God bless America.

Suspect in Little Old Asian Lady Beating Nabbed

And in possibly the GREATEST SURPRISE EH-VAH? There’s a twist!

The white supremacist arrested for viciously attacking the elderly Asian lady was out on parole for…wait for it…KILLING HIS MUMMY.

In April 2002, Elliot was charged with murder for using a kitchen knife to stab his mother, Bridget Johnson in the chest three times in their East 224th Street home in the Bronx, according to previous reports.

The deadly attack took place in front of Elliot’s 5-year-old sister, sources told The Post. It’s unclear what led to the slaying.

Johnson, 42, died a couple of days later. 

Elliot was convicted of murder and sentenced to 15 years-to-life in prison and was released on parole in November 2019, state corrections records show.

Hey. Only white people are routinely let out on parole for things like that, you know? So whadda you expect?

More of: Life With ths

Today turned into your typical casa de major dad day just about that fast. Part disaster, part seat-of-our-pants luck.

The terrific guys who redid all our ductwork 3 weeks ago or so were back today to blow insulation. We’d debated spending yet another grand+ after the $$$gulps ducting, but, considering we’re losing the hurricane hove-up shade trees in the back/that roof is gonna BAKE this summer, it was a painful-but-easy call. AND…a lucky one.

They got up there to find that RATS had ALREADY eaten through one of the BRAND NEW TRUNK LINES, and they were able to fix it before they started doing the insulation. Holy smokes. Close call. We would have NEVER known.

Anchor was able to get our buddy Nick out here an hour later, with an armload of traps and glue pads so we can finally nail those beady-eyed bastards.

Corporate policy change: outside ferals are going to see a kibble/canned food reduction, effective immediately. They are OBVIOUSLY NOT earning their keep, paw our signed agreement. It’s like everyone wants a handout for subpar effort nowadays.

In other household observations, sometimes it pays to just sit back and wait for life to settle down a tad…

Now.

I’m going to make brownies, and ice the CRAP out of them.

Another Whingy Princess

…gets hoisted on her own MEAN GIRL petard.

Thank God for the few on-air personalities like Tucker who call these beeches out for what they are.

MORE of that, please.

Coalition Book Club

The “disjointed disappointment” was a real slog of an effort called “Independence Lost: Lives on the Edge of the American Revolution.” I REALLY had high hopes for it – and, quite honestly, it was filled to the BRIM with good stuff – but, LORD, was it hard to get through, not to mention had some pretty off-the-wall mistakes in it. (And DON’T call us “Pensacolans.” We are “Pensacolians,” ffs.) (Grrrrr.)

Anyways, always willing to give it another go. I will let you all know what I think in a bit, because I’m not yet halfway through THIS…

…and it’s a brick.

But WHAT a READ.

Your Tax Dollars at Work

Paying off mismanaged Blue State deficits.

“Ok. Thanks to @SenSchumer NYS budget deficit for this year is…..Zero, nada, niete, zilch (NY terms),” Schumer spokesman Angelo Roefaro tweeted.

The American Rescue Plan provides state government coffers with $12.6 billion in unrestricted aid, a measure championed by Schumer, the New York senior senator. The measure passed the Senate in a 50-49 vote and is expected to clear the Democratic-led House of Representatives on Tuesday and delivered to President Biden for approval.

Asked if the geyser of pandemic relief eliminates the needs for tax hikes or spending cuts, Roefaro told The Post, “the statement speaks for itself.”

And all this time you thought it was “COVID relief,” you silly, trusting person.

A “GEYSER” of YOUR MONEY for New York. NEW effing YORK.

Anybody REALLY mad yet?

UPDATE: But WAIT!! THERE’S MORE!!

We get to pay for shithole San Francisco, too!!

We Know Who Has the Cudgel

Suzette Nails It

“Please may I have my pudding now?”

RIP Allan McDonald

#hero Courage personified.

McDonald directed the booster rocket project at NASA contractor Morton Thiokol. He was responsible for the two massive rockets, filled with explosive fuel, which lifted space shuttles skyward. He was at the Kennedy Space Center in Florida for the launch of the Challenger “…to approve or disapprove a launch if something came up,” he told me in 2016, 30 years after Challenger exploded.

His job was to sign and submit an official form. Sign the form, he believed, and he’d risk the lives of the seven astronauts set to board the spacecraft the next morning. Refuse to sign, and he’d risk his job, his career, and the good life he’d built for his wife and four children.

“And I made the smartest decision I ever made in my lifetime,” McDonald told me. “I refused to sign it. I just thought we were taking risks we shouldn’t be taking.”

Rib Tickling

Dinner was, anyway.

Put major dad to work last night. Pecan and hickory smoked Memphis style, dry rub babyback ribs, box macaroni, fennel salad.

DAWG…

It’s the Weekend

And it sure looks like we’ve got a #FREEDOM revolt breaking out.

Fridays are great for dumping news they don’t want other people to hear.

#FloridaMan proud to lead the #FREEDOM way.

WHO Are the Haters

…NOW?

Biden should have to wear his shame like a scarlet letter on his jammies.

Big Tent Party

WHO says we’re not inclusive?

More of: Life With ths

If anyone was startled by the sound of a man howling something in the middle of the street last night, I apologize.

It was my husband.

The neighbors had moved out, and left their ghastly birdbath – which I had LONG coveted – ON. THE. CURB.

I saw it sitting there, in pieces, forlornly gracing the side of the road just a smidge after 9 as we were walking Maggie.

“Puta madre! I MUST HAVE IT!“

major dad. “Oh, HELL, no.”

On the way back, I snatched up the top piece – a lifelike sculptural representation of two doves, cooing lovingly at each other (Kinda like me and him, no? Okay, no.), and hoofed it home, ALL THE WHILE listening to “WE’RE NOT TAKING THAT.” I was prepared to go it alone, as always. “I’ll get the dolly. Never you mind.”

So, well, he gets the car (), we pop down the street, and hoist the remaining two (what seem like 70 lbs a piece) sections into the trunk. And, before closing said lid, he throws his arms to the sky and wails.

“I MARRIED FRED SANDFORD!!!!“

Like I said, sorry.

Man. That birdbath is SO ugly, it’s bitchin’. #score

UPDATE: Since certain people in the comments can’t leave well enough alone…

Dinner Last Night

For dinner last night, grilled herb pork chops, box stuffing and avocado salad.

major dad has got the pork chop perfection thing NAILED, lemme tell you.

Dessert was a choice of sour orange pie, or toasted sourdough maple walnut bread, LOTS of buddah.

ROLL me over, Beethoven!

Honestly – it’s the only way I got off the couch last night. #PuercaGorda

When You Shoot Yourself in the Foot

Democrats have passed a complete abomination, and Leftists are rushing to defend it.

Although the concept and rhetoric is earnest and high flown, they’re not really thinking it through when they do…

It seems to…”circle back,” shall we say…and bite them.

UPDATE: *sigh*

I’m going to call this “A Progressive Tragedy in Three Movements.”

*cue sad music