“At the base level, a burger is a piece of meat and a bun with something on it. It’s simple but it seems to make a lot of people happy.”

I love my den in the mornings. The cool night air lingers, and I can see the beauty of the day through my window. I hear birds singing and my chimes sweetly ringing. The three pets take their morning naps on their usual spots: Maddie on the chair and Fern and Gracie each sleeping on a couch pillow.

Every Monday I spend an hour or more with my neighbor. I was helping her learn the booklet for her citizenship test, and she passed that and has been sworn in as an American citizen. Now we just chat as we are concentrating on her verbal English. We are working mostly on has or have. Sometimes I have no idea what she is trying to tell me so we go slowly word by word. I help her pronounce words. English isn’t easy is what she tells me all the time.

The Fern crisis has put me behind. I haven’t yet connected the adaptor to the umbrella nor have I started the fountain. The rail lights stopped working, and I haven’t replaced. This is my deck week. Today I need clay pots and flowers to replace the ones the spawn broke. I sometimes wish I were Granny Clampett happy to have a squirrel for stew. I’d be in the kitchen chopping vegetables right now.

In Iceland I had Icelandic game for dinner at a really lovely small restaurant. I always like to try food native to any country I’m visiting. The meat was wonderful, perfectly spiced and cooked. I remember puffin and goose, but there was one more meat I don’t remember. My neighbors are Brazilian. In the summer I can smell their dinner cooking. It is not an aroma I know. Come to find out it is a meat stew served with a side of rice and plantain. One night I was there for a barbecue. They served linguica which was a very different linguica than the sort I usually buy. This was Brazilian, not Portuguese. It looked like any sausage, not the reddish color I buy. You buy this by the pound and it’s one long strand of meat. It reminded me of what they use for intestines on The Walking Dead. That may sound gross, but it didn’t prevent me from digging right in. The meat was so delicious I decided right then and there I would make the trek to Hyannis and the Brazilian butcher.

The only food which made me think twice was grasscutter in Ghana. It was a giant rodent. I think if I had seen it before eating it I would have been hesitant, but I had been eating it for year or more so I just didn’t care. Bring on the rodent.

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12 Comments on ““At the base level, a burger is a piece of meat and a bun with something on it. It’s simple but it seems to make a lot of people happy.””

  1. Hedley Says:

    Its a football Monday with England to play Iceland at 3:00 pm and the Italians and Spanish currently giving it a go to play Germany in the Quarter Finals BUT

    Somewhere out there the Bochum Belle is celebrating her birthday so I wish Birgit Many Happy Returns of the Day

    • olof1 Says:

      Why did those teams have to meet? Seven of the Icelandic players play in our highest division and five more have been here already, their coach is Swedish as well so it feels like we sort of continues to play even if we’re long gone 🙂 So why do they have to meet England?? My favorite team??? and to make it even worse, they play so late that I can’t see it!!!!

      • Birgit Says:

        Christer, keep the coffee coming 🙂
        Here at home we have one for Iceland and one for England.

      • katry Says:

        Christer,
        I watched the soccer game. I could tell some of the Icelandic players were really from Iceland. It has the purest genetic pool of any other country because of where it is, the cost of living and the climate.

        England is down 2-1.

    • Birgit Says:

      Thanks, Hedley!
      Italy won 🙂 I hope for a great quarter final!
      Go England! I couldn’t get English beer so slightly inappropriate Irish beer will have to do.
      Btw, I’ve got a nice England-related gift, a Fotheringay concert ticket.

    • katry Says:

      My Dear Hedley,
      I have sent my best wishes to the Bochum Belle. I hope she is having a wonderful day.

      I have the football game on now so I can root for Englane.

  2. olof1 Says:

    We’ve had a coo,day here and the morning was just lovely since it was only 50F outside and all flies calm. I do like my cool summer mornings. Fewer birds sing here now, they are too busy feeding the younglings and have no need to show off any more.

    I do like Brazilian food, hard to find here though and I’m not a good enough cook to make it myself. Your neighbor should only know how difficult portuguese is to learn 🙂 I’ve tried but wasn’t especially successful. It even make French and Spanish look easy 🙂

    I don’t think I’ve ever eaten a rodent but why not? As long as they cook it properly everything can be eaten even if I put the line on fish pudding 🙂

    Have a great day!

    Christer.

    • katry Says:

      Christer,
      I just got back from a couple of errands, and I am dying. It was humid and hot. I didn’t get to the garden shop, too hot to be outside buying plants.

      We have lots of Brazilians who live here so there are grocery stores, butcher shops and restaurants. There is also a huge Brazilian church.

      This is really a big rodent. The meat is actually delicious.

      I hope you did okay at work today.

  3. Richard Says:

    Thunderstorms a-plenty this morning. Loud enough to wake me, which meant the next step was to power down and unplug the computer. Lightning doth not a computer ‘muy rapide’ make. The oh-so-misleadingly-named ‘surge protector’ won’t do squat to keep your ’puter safe, either. It’s only designed to prevent spikes from the local power plant from damaging your computer – it won’t provide any protection against a lightning strike. Unplugging is cheap insurance.

    Glad to hear your neighbor passed and is now a brand new citizen. Props to her for doing it the right way. If she’s having trouble with ‘has’ and ‘have,’ I don’t even wanna think about what the new ‘politically correct personal pronouns’ are gonna do to her ‘conceptual continuity.’ What’s she gonna think when confronted with ‘xer’ and ‘xe’ and other fake crap like that? Tell her to ignore it.

    ‘Scuse, but what’s an adaptor needed for an umbrella … ? That’s new to me.

    I’d love to try puffin and goose. The Brasilian linguica sounds great, too. I may need to investigate places that have Brasilian linguica here in Memphis. There’s a place on Park Avenue named ‘Big Daddy’s,’ and they used to make the best chorizo … that came to a screechin’ halt about three years ago, tho’ … haven’t found a place that makes it like they did since, either.
    Ghana’s ‘grasscutter’ sounds like Louisiana’s ‘nutria.’ Or Monty Python’s ‘Killer Rabbit’ – with ‘big long sharp pointy teeth!’ … both of ’em are rodents. Here’s a link to the ‘Grasscutter’ …

    http://scialert.net/fulltext/?doi=rjf.2010.119.135

    The City of New Orleans thought it had a Brilliant Idea et Solution to the ‘Nutria Problem’ back in the late ’80s – they’d hold a Nutria Food Fest at Joe Brown Park in N’Awlins East so people could sample nutria dishes prepared by local chefs. Good idea, yes … ? Sounded good at the time, but upon closer investigation, it was revealed that (a) there were parking fees at Joe Brown Park; (b) there was an admission fee to enter Joe Brown Park, and (c) each dish tasted had its own separate pricing structure. ’Scuse me while I kiss da sky … Homey does not play dat.

    I was quite willing to try nutria as a food item until it was made clear that our Local Gub’mint expected us peons to PAY THEM to find out if we liked the way nutria tasted. Sorry, but if they want my help to – ahem – ‘eat the problem away,’ they damned well better make it FREE for the tastin’ … it’s just like Gub’mint to screw ya every chance they get, and they’ll do it by sayin’ what they’re doin’ is ‘in your best interest’ … right. Where have I heard that before … ?

    I posted a few thoughts about how to deal with the problem you mentioned in the top posting, and included some links to check out, but it never showed up. In the meantime, here’s a David Lanz piece titled ‘Summer’s Child’ … seems appropriate with a heat index of 108°, yes … ? And now, to begin …

  4. katry Says:

    Richard,
    We are supposed to have rain tomorrow. It will be welcome after today’s humidity. The morning was lovely, but the afternoon is ugly.

    No way I will try and help her understand xer. I don’t even care to understand. They need to stop labeling generations.

    My umbrella has lights on the wooden bars inside. Each of the bars lights but not brightly, just enough so you can see the table and the food. It is called a lit market umbrella.

    That Icelandic dinner was totally delicious. My mother and sister are less adventurous and opted for familiar food. The restaurant was one of the most expensive in Iceland, but it was totally worth it.

    Wow, that was anything you might want to know about the grasscutter. In Ghana they tried raising it but the Ghanaians said it didn’t taste the same.

    I’m with you in refusing to buy for parking, for entry and then for food. That’s a pricey day.

    I don’t remember any attempt here to try and introduce a different food into the usual diet. In the ethnic restaurants you know you’ll be trying different foods.

    108˚ is far too much. My den is still cool as there is a good breeze coming in the back window. Even my chimes are still playing.

    I found your post. It is under the entry about my music.

    This music is spectacular.


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