“Rice is great if you’re really hungry and want to eat two thousand of something.”
The weather report says mostly cloudy, but I’m thinking that a sky thoroughly filled with light grey clouds is a bit more than partly. It will be warm, 41°. The weekend weather will be even warmer. The winter is strange this year.
When I was a kid, I would always look for the man in the moon. I could see his mouth opened always in surprise. Hey Diddle Diddle is still one of my favorite nursery rhymes. It had me imagining. I could see the cow jumping over the moon while the cat fiddled. I laughed about the dish and the spoon.
We couldn’t eat meat on Friday so that limited the lunches my mother could pack. Tuna was her go to sandwich. I ate it on countless Fridays. I ate it so often I don’t like tuna. When I was in Ghana, the rainy season was late one year. That meant no new crops, no yams. Rice, though, was plentiful so I ate it pretty much every night. I don’t eat much rice now except fried rice and jollof rice, a Ghanaian dish I love and ate, by choice, just about every night on my last trip back.
I can eat hot dogs without tiring of them. Mostly I eat them in buns. I slather them with mustard. My fridge is loaded with all different tasting mustards, all except yellow mustard. My favorite of late is German mustard. I also add relish or piccalilli and sometimes chopped onion. I never, never add ketchup. That, to me, is a mortal sin, the big sin.
My days all have the same pattern, a bit of hibernation. I go out to the dump every couple of weeks and match it with other errands. I pick up needed groceries. I go out for my uke. I’m not sure you can count it, but I do go across the street to get my mail. It is outside after all. I wear my cozies every day. I wear slippers or muk luk socks lined in fleece. I have no problem staying home. I have adapted well to the cold and to winter.
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February 9, 2024 at 3:41 pm
Hi Kat,
Today has been cloudy with a high predicted to reach a 73°. However, the last couple of day’s temperature have exceeded the prediction.
I never got the man in the moon either, nor did I believe it was made of green cheese. 😦
I always enjoy hot dogs, or franks, or even various sausages. One of the best franks I ever ate was a Fenway Frank at Fenway Park. Besides the Frank itself, the unusual bun was fabulous. The last time I ate hot dogs at a Texas Ranger game they were just okay. Probably, they were Ballpark franks that you can purchase in the grocery store cheaply. At the new Ballpark, they have a vendor who sells Chicago style franks. A friend, who claims to be a hot dog aficionado, said they were wonderful and had a nice snap to the casing when he bit into the dog. He did say that they were not cheap. Chicago style is like a salad in the bun and most Chicago hot dog vendors don’t offer ketchup. My spouse, who is from Chicago, eats hot dogs with ketchup and Piccadilly. The green stuff is her salute to her home town. I like mine with deli mustard and sauerkraut. Just like the Sabrett hot dog stands on the corners in Manhattan. 🙂
February 9, 2024 at 7:39 pm
Hi Bob,
It got colder as the afternoon wore on, down to 39°, but the sun did come out for just a while.
I thought I saw a man in the moon with his mouth wide open, but I never believed it was made of cheese.
My larder is never without hot dogs. My sisters make fun of me because it is my go to dinner. The buns here open at the top. They are also used for lobster rolls. No style for hot dogs here, no Boston hot dog. Mot people just use mustard and relish or mustard and piccalilli. Some use ketchup of which I am not a fan. I do like onions and some places which sell hot dogs also have chopped onions which I’ll add. I don’t like sauerkraut.
After this, I’m definitely having hot dogs or supper.