My Bologna

The thing about any method of cooking bologna is, you really don’t need to.

Some time had passed since the last time I grilled or smoked a nice chunk of animal. It was my weekend, which falls on different days than most people, and there was a nice 8 lb turkey breast in the freezer. Planning ahead, my wife thawed the turkey a couple of days earlier. My weekend came, and I prepped the turkey breast for the smoker.

I really hated to fire up the smoker from one item, so, on my way home from work, I picked up a 3 lb chunk of bologna. Nothing fancy. Just plain Amish bologna. Why pay extra for the fancy stuff when the bologna was destined for the smoker?

A little mood music:

At the butcher shop, the gentleman behind the counter didn’t make a big deal about my request. I don’t know what kind of reaction I was expecting. The butcher probably gets request like mine ten times a day. I guess I’m just used to buying meat at the grocery store and getting what is available. I hear tell there are butchers behind the scenes of the grocery market deli counter, but I’ve never made any special requests. I may have to try it next time.

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Our Fourth of July Cookout

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We held a cookout for the Fourth of July for a number of reasons.  I actually had a holiday off from the Rocksino.  I was in the mood to do a large amount of grilling.  I didn’t want to waste a holiday off running to other people’s houses.  Take your pick of the reason that makes me sound less like an antisocial guy.

Breaking out the toys for the Fourth of July

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I went all out.  I even created an event on Facebook inviting friends and relatives a few weeks in advance.  I think that is what surprised people the most – I didn’t leave the inviting to my wife.

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The Last Shots of My Day Lilies

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A couple of weeks ago, we had our roof replaced.  The roof looks nice.  The replacement needed to be done due to a few rough storms we’ve had recently.  The crew did a nice job, especially considering there were still storms during the weeks they were working.  They did a good job protecting the house for days when the storms prevented them from working.

First Day Lilly

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The Most Important Tool for Yard Work

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In my humblest opinion, of course.  Also, some photos of stuff growing in my yard that I didn’t plant.

I like yard work.  I really do.  I like growing plants and tending to the garden.  That was before we moved into a corner lot.  Now, I have more tree lawn than I had total yard back at the old house.  I still like yard work, but now, there is so damn much yard to work.  And a whole bunch of flower beds I have to take care of that I didn’t plant.  I have a general plan of attack, but that is for another post.

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Fatal Friday: My Latest Brush With Death!

Well, maybe not a brush, but, we were in the same vicinity.

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Friday night, I drove my daughter to her Eighth Grade Dance.  I was ready to go at the appointed time that she appointed via text earlier that evening.  We hopped in the car and took off.  She sat in front.  I was honored: I was taking her somewhere her friends would be, and she was allowing me to be seen with her.

A few blocks before P Road and R Road, I remembered seeing her ticket on the desk while I checked email. Continue reading