Posts Tagged ‘country’

So, y’all have or have not read my post about goats and chickens. If not here it is the Goat and Chicken piece. Bearded folk are a little different than regular folk. We tend to take things to the end of the spectrum. Doesn’t matter what end or what spectrum, we just don’t want to be in the middle. I’m a frugal person. I like to make my own shit, literally anything that I think I can make, I want to make. Not necessarily because its frugal, because making your own stuff is many times more expensive than buying it in the store. I like making shit, because I need projects, and I like the challenge.

My wife has to put up with some of these projects. Some have been shot down, in total flames of glory, while others have been hesitantly allowed. Now look, she has to put up with some crazy shit from me. One time, I wanted to make my own candles, by melting down old candles. Then use these candles at night for reading and light, instead of electricity. Nope, not gonna happen. I hold out hope tho.

Another one, that I believe is still on the fence, is me getting a sewing machine. I can make drapes and curtains and hand towels. I can make Audrey dresses and jeans and all kinds of stuff. I know I would make her wear those clothes until she was 18 and had a choice, and she would be happy. I could fix all my work clothes and t shirts and not have to buy new clothes as often. I can already hand sew. One of my next do it yourself over the tops, will be knitting, gotta get my wife to show me how first.

Now, I can make my own bread with my homemade starter I started myself. I can make homemade cinnamon rolls and sweet bread. I save seeds for replanting my garden so I don’t have to pay $1.59 for a pack. I can make wine and beer.

There are plenty other things I do, and I’m always looking for more. I just ran across a recipe for homemade peanut butter. You can bet your bodiddly Ass I’m making this. I love real peanut butter. Here’s the link Good Ole Homemade Peanutbutter.

I believe the beard makes men subconsciously revert back to caveman survival instincts. We want to be self sufficient, we want to be primal! Women, most want to embrace technology and the comforts of new age practices. Deservedly so. Women back in the survival days were tough. Tougher than men. Talking about survival instincts, shit, we don’t have anything on theirs. That’s why we enjoy the challenge and good times of surviving. Our jobs were easy and fun. Women had to give birth, with no drugs!

I don’t have any pressing do it yourself projects right now. But I can see a bug hit the windshield and think of one before its ass meets its head. Some my wife will enjoy and embrace. Other ideas, my wife will give me her side eye stare and say “um, no”.

That’s fine, I strive to make her life easy and happy. She also knows that I need my projects. We come to happy mediums and enjoy the product.

This sewing, on a sewing machine. Yeah me!

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Give me some more ideas of stuff I can make homemade!

No Shave Never

Paul

What is a grit? A question I get when asking someone, typically not from the south, if they like grits. First off, it’s never just grit, it’s GRITS. And grits are ground corn. The grinding process is also where corn meal comes from as we’ll. Grits are a glorious food which are divine when cooked to perfection by a grits lover, or old country women or your grandpa. Cause some of those old school country grandpas can’t even turn a stove on, but they know how to cook grits. It’s amazingly scary.
Grits have magical powers, the powers to be mixed with anything and cooked in numerous ways. Most sutherners relish in the opportunity to consume this magical food. Those who don’t, will and do, get questioned on their actual southerness.
Grits can be eaten alone, with a little butter. That’s the simple, yet delicious way. Here is where grits get to showcase those magical powers with vengeance. Adding all sorts of other deliciousness. All these ingredients can be added singularly or together. Bacon, sausage, eggs, fruit, veggies, shrimp, scallops, steak, BBQ, chicken, souse meat (look it up), liver pudding, liver mush and cheese.

You say you still don’t like grits? Well let’s show you something that might change your mind. It fried grits. SHO nuff, fried like a glorious piece of shrimp, chicken, or maters. Except its GRITS! A golden, crunchy spicey, patti of fried grits. And ya know what, you add any of the ingredients listed above, and then frye. Make ya wanna shotgun a Busch so delish.

Here is how I cook my grits. Only use stone ground grits, none of that instant grits shit, this ain’t no damn cream of wheat crap. 4 cups of water per one cup of grits, is the standard recipe. I add 3 cups of water and 1 cup of Milk or cream to one cup of grits. Mix all the ingredients, add salt and pepper to taste, one cube beef bouillon, and 1/8 or so stick of butter. Bring to a boil, slowly. Be mindful of the milk boiling, it will boil over quickly. How long you let it cook depends on the consistency you want. The longer they cook the thicker they get, the shorter cook the more liquid. If you mess up and cook too long, thin up the grits by adding a little water and stirring to get desired consistency. I recommend no less than 45, though. If you cook the grits at a lower temp, you don’t have to worry about sticking and clumping.

You can also cook grits in a crockpot, twice the water per cup of grits, on low. Usually cooks over night.

This is basic grits cooking. Once cooked, slop on a plate and add whatever you want.

Now fried grits! Umm mmm good. Cook grits as stated above. Pour into pan 1/2 – 3/4 inch thick. Let cool until it solidifies. I put mine in the fridge. Before you pour into pan, you can add any ingredients, mix, then pour. Beat and egg, get some flour, cut grits into squares about the size of a pancake spatula. Dip in egg, roll in flour, frye at temp of 375-400 until golden brown. It does not take long, just golden up the flour, since the grits are already cooked.

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Beautiful pot f yellow stone ground grits

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Going into the fridge before gettin fried tomorrow. Left is a ground deer and beef cooked in BBQ sauce, right is cheese.

Awesome is bearded

Bacon. Love makin’

Posted: November 9, 2012 in Grilling/Cooking
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Let’s talk about Bacon and why, in all it’s glory, it’s the best food ever.
Bacon makes everything better. I mean, you ever eaten bacon and not been happy? There a dish you really don’t like, add bacon. BAM! Deliciousness.
Going through a breakup? Baconator from Wendy’s. Fired from your job? Eat a pound of bacon and grits. Kids driving you nuts? Bacon for them, bacon and whiskey for you.
Southerners probably have childhood memories of walking into grandma’s house, the smell of bacon being cooked in that old cast iron pan. Pure joy.
Women, having a tough time finding a good man? Fry up some bacon on that first date.
What’s your favorite bacon recipe?

Stay bearded my friends.