SNOW DAY MENU On a January Day such as today has turned out to be the natural tendency leads toward a need for hot drink ready to be "saucered-and-blowed" down to that semi-searing stage so many older folks can can handle without a lip cookery. most sure, of course, like it has something to do with the fact that we wear false teeth and cauterize our mouths daily with a selected anti-codifiers and antiseptic solutions until a taste is set a-tingle like a sleight bell's tickled tinkle when a potent potent passes within twenty feet.
It's true, as we get older, I don't mind admitting that pour is one gets old - like, maybe, ninety years of age or so - one judgment concerning food and drink may wander a bit. here comes a time when there is no longer any such things as a "small" one. The terms such as "little","tiny", "small" and "light" concerning quantities of food and drink begin to mean less and less sound but not in fulfillment. Just "one for the road" means a six-lane express freeway and not a country lane where the horse knows the way home.
I'm much more concerned with foods myself. Hot coffee, tea and that sort of thing can be a welcomed page protector sequestering the setting the scene for the next act of drama of dining abundantly.
Right now, while - from my window - I can see the neighborhoods boys and girls dragging their sleds, boxes, carts, garbage can lids and colorful plastic replicas of that sort of motion holders. They are busy dragged their vehicles up and down the road waiting for the snow to deepen on the nearby hillside the moment the are happy enough racing, throwing snow at each other, falling far more than necessary showing off - boys for girls and girls for boys. Within another hour they ought to have some nice hillside sliding if the snow continues to fall.
Right now, remembering reading just the other day in a bulletin from the U.S. Department of Agriculture, suggesting that we should be eating more fruits and vegetables - even to the extent of meeting their recommended suggestion of from five to nine servings per day. I have decided what I would like to have for this snowy evening, although the members of our kitchen staff - both of them - have already prepared the meal we are actually going to enjoy. I have decided I would like to have would be liver and onions.
The need was inspired by reading that U. S. D. A bulletin.
It claimed that, as an average American, ate twenty-one pounds of onions past year. How did you rate on that estimate? Those dinky little plastic bags couldn't hold more than half a dozen decent-sized onions! A smattering of onions chips fussed with with mustard may be enough for hot dogs, but when we have Liver with Onion liver - with being an equal serving of gently sauterned onion slices.
For dessert, or breakfast the next morning overn biscuits or toast, - I like any frying pan leavings which remained wrapped around flour, milk and seasoning with one generous wooden spoon at hand!
Andrew McCaskey amccsr@comcast.net 1-21-07 [c545wds]
