Poor Pony. What a life he must have had that led to this scenario. I dished up his food onto a plastic tray the likes of which were once used in school cafeterias back when the cooks actually COOKED the food, and did not slop warmed-up processed items on Styrofoam trays. Let the record show that even though Mrs. Hillbilly Mom has had access to school lunch trays for most of her working life...no school lunch trays were obtained by illicit means. These Hillbilly family trays were bought with the sweat of Mrs. Hillbilly Mom's brow, when The Pony was just a gleam in her myopic eye. No fine china for this bunch.
The Pony picked up his tray. "I'm going to take a picture of this!" Such excitement from one so even-keeled.
Let the record show that The Pony sent out this picture with the message: "Can you tell I like stuffing?"
Indeed. Not only is The Pony a Butterton, but he loooooves him some stuffing. Of course it is Stove Top. That's what The Pony prefers. In addition, he had a slab of chicken breast roasted with lemon pepper,
Let the record show that at such time, The Pony carved up a generous two-Oreo slice to start the day.
2 comments:
What other kind of stuffing is there? And what are these green bean bacon bundles you speak of? Or is it a secret recipe, handed down from generation to generation?
Sioux,
I heard that back in the caveman days, the women baked their own bread over an open fire, let it go stale, crumbled it, and mixed in some pterodactyl giblets, warmed it, and called it stuffing. All hard to do while being dragged around by the hair.
As you can see by the photo, The Pony chose the bundle with the fewest green beans showing. My sister the ex-mayor's wife always makes them, but I tried to recreate the bundles with a little help from allrecipes.com. I think that's the site. Anyway...
All I did was drain a can of green beans, mix some brown sugar and butter into a paste, cut the package of bacon in half, roll five green beans in a half-slice of bacon, secure it with a toothpick, put the bundles on a rack so they don't stew in their own juices, mush a dollop of the brown sugar past on top of each, sprinkle with garlic salt, and bake at 350 for 45 or 50 minutes.
FYI, that garlic salt is crucial. I forgot it on the second batch, and the taste was quite different.
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