There are two very delicious food holidays coming up that we wanted to share with you all because cheese and guac deserve to be celebrated! Guacamole Day is on September 16th and Cheeseburger Day is on September 18th. Happy cooking EGGheads! It's time to think about getting out to one of the many #EGGfests around the country - see a list here
My mother in law makes bread and butter jalapeños that are INSANELY good. I asked for her recipe and she only gave me ingredients...not quantities, or cook times. She said "that will cost you another grand kid."
One awesome tradition in the flying world is to give your evaluator booze once you pass your check ride. Typically it's a six pack or, if you do well, a bottle of whiskey/rum/vodka,etc. One student gave me a bottle of Johnnie Walker Blue Label. I was blown away. I've never tried it. My basement will be finished this weekend, so Saturday will be the inaugural pour to celebrate the new Man Cave.
My parents live in Grand Island, about halfway between Omaha and North Platte. She has the Betty Crocker Cooking for Two cookbook as well! I've seen it in her kitchen. It's in about the same shape as yours.
I look forward to seeing what you find in those gems. If it doesn't work out, let me know. I'll send you a slice of Valentino's pizza, a bottle of Dorothy Lynch, a Runza and a bowl of chili with a cinnamon roll. GBR!!
In college I waited tables at a private club in Lincoln. One night, the entire staff had to come in early to help prepare food for a huge reception. One of our jobs was to slice and seed about ten pounds of jalapeños. We were all instructed to wash our hands before using the restroom. That was all well and good for the English speakers, but not for our Bosnian dishwasher, Emir. He knew five English words, four of them being profanity. He went to the bathroom and didn't come back. They sent me to go look for him. I found him in the mens room, pants around his ankles, with his junk under the faucet, in too much pain to be ashamed. All I could do was stand guard outside the door, making sure none of the club members would walk in on him. I stood guard for nearly forty five minutes. Poor Emir.