Now ya'll get to find out just how eclectic this blog can be.(really I am just desperate for readers). Actually yes it's true, I am one of the best cooks I know. I should have been a chef but then all the fun would have been gone. Anyway here is a recipe I know so many people think takes to much work or are afraid to try,(trust me it's easy)but is a needed part of any type of cookout.
Real American Tater Salad(You say potato I say tater)(and no damn mustard)
5 pounds yukon gold potatoes(russets work fine too)
6 eggs(of course we cook them)
2 Cups salad dressing(mayo is for skinny folk)
1 onion diced(not to small but not to big)
1 small green pepper seeded and dice like the onion(sweet banana peppers work too but less color)
3 stalks celery(sliced really thin and watch your fingers)
1 tsp. salt
1 tsp. season salt(for both adjust as you have need)
1 tsp. pepper(fresh ground is always better)
1 tsp. dillweed(the secret ingredient)
DIRECTIONS(or,on to the real work)
1.Boil taters till they are fork tender (not mushy). Drain and cut in cubes(you choose the size I shoot for 1/2", don't forget to watch yer fingers).
2.Put eggs in a pan(yes still in the shell)and fill with cold water. Bring to a rolling boil and immediately remove from heat and cover for 10 to 12 minutes. Cool, peel and chop(I said watch the fingers).
3.In a large bowl,(I said large)combine taters and eggs( yes the yellow parts too). Mix together the salad dressingand all the other stuff I told you aboutand mix well. Cover that mess and stick it in the fridge for several hours or overnite is even better.
4.When it's ready go out and fire up the grill get the brats and dogs and burgers ready and cracked a cold one and have the best cookout you can (the beer helps if you burn the food but the tater salad will be great).
There ya go, ya'll can't blame me if your cookout don't work out(next time buy better beer)and have a great time. Next week maybe I will share with everyone my secret to the best burgers on the grill(in my opinion of course, read the top of the blog). Kthxbi.
Peace,love and light, TR
Sunday, July 26, 2009
Tuesday, July 21, 2009
The Giving Tree
Anyone recognize that title? If your were born after 1969 you probably should. A most wonderful childrens author, Shel Silverstein wrote it along with a miriad of other childrens stories, books, and songs. But the question remains what it really means.
A tree giving its all to a boy that grew and thru his own life used the tree for his own happiness and enjoyment leading to the ultimate end of things with a mere trunk to sit upon and yet the tree still willingly gave that. Quite the concept don't ya think? If you think this rant is just rambling, trust me I am not, there is a method to my madness,(there usually is, I am a legend in my own mind). A tree...are we as humans supposedly one up on a tree?, except that we don't live as long. I find myself not sure who I envy.
I am not real good at hyper links but I will tell you all to go visit my friend (((billy)))at http://iambilly.wordpress.com/ and find a very good thinker and friend of mine. He recently wrote about the failure of parents to feed their child as a type of punishment(I am talking starving, not overlooking a meal). That in and of itself is is horrid and terribly wrong for whatever reason it was, especially when you are talking about a toddler.
What I want to gripe about is the fact that, for god knows what reason, we cannot seem to be willing to offer our own here in America the simple enjoyment of basic healthcare for all children, actually hell I want that same healthcare plan our beloved members of Congress have.
here has been a rash lately of deaths from Wisconsin to Oregon of children that have been cut short in the beginning of life by denying them treatable medical care in the name of fundementalist religion."Jesus will heal or ressurect the child, "I just have to have faith". What crap. This is the best, richest and most open form of country on the planet, yet we have a group or groups of people that refuse to make sure an ill child is merely prayed over but still sympathize the fact that there are dying children in many other countries not at lucky as we happen to be. What the hell is wrong with this picture? Is it ok that they die to? For Crissakes people,"wake the hell up". In this country there is absolutely no excuse for ignoring a child that needs what amounts to most of the time, simple medical intervention. Are we not as willing to give as that simple tree? Go ahead try to answer that question , are we not better than a mere tree? Perhaps Shel was right some lifeforms are more willing than others, because when the best of us do not care, as the trickle down theory works, then truly few if anyone cares. We all suffer when we ignore out own future.
Once there was a tree……
And she loved little boy.
And every day the boywould come And he would gather her leaves And make them into crowns and play king of the forest.
He would climb up her trunk And swing from her branches And when he was tired,he would sleep in her shade.
And the boy loved the tree…..Very much..And the tree was happy.
But time went by, And the boy grew older. And the tree was often alone. Then one day the boy came to the tree and the tree said:
–”Come, Boy, come and climb up my trunk and swing from my branches and eat apples and play in my shade and be “happy”
–“I am too big to climb and play”said the boy. “I want to buy thing and have fun. I want some money.
Can you give me some money?”
–”I’m sorry” said the tree,”but I have no money. I have only leaves and apples. Take my apples, Boy, and sell them in city. Then you will have money and you’ll be happy”
And so the boy climb up the tree and gathered her apples and carried them away. And the tree was happy..
But the boy stayed away for a long time…… and the tree was sad.
And then one day the boy came back and the tree shook with joy, and she said:
–”Come, Boy come and climb up my trunk and swing from my branches and eat apples and play in my shade and be “happy”..
–“I am too busy to climb trees,” said the boy. “I want a house to keep me warm,” he said. “I and want a wife and I want children, and so I need a house. Can you give me a house?”
–“I have no house” said the tree.The forest is my house.” said the tree “but you may cut off my branches and build a house. Then you will be happy”
And so the boy cut off her branches and carried them away to build a house. And the tree was happy.
But the boy stayed away for a long time……and the tree was sad. And when he came back, the tree was so happy she could hardly speak.
–“Come, Boy” she whispered, “Come and play”
–“I am too old and sad to play.”said the boy. “I want a boat that will take me away from here. Can you give me a boat ?”
–“Cut down my trunk and make a boat,” said the tree. “Then you can sail away…… and be happy.”
And so the boy cut down her trunk And made a boat and sailed away.
And the tree was happy…..But not really.
And after a long time the boy came back again.
–“I am sorry, Boy,”said the tree, “but I have nothing left to give you— My apples are gone.”
–“My teeth are too weak for apple,”said the boy.
–“My branches are gone,” said the tree.”You cannot swing on them—”
–”I am too old to swing on branches” said the boy.
–“My trunk is gone,” said the tree.“You cannot climb—-”
–”I am too tired to climb,” said the boy.
–“I am sorry” sighed the tree. “I wish that I could give you something… but I have nothing left. I am just an old stump. I am sorry…”
–”I don’t need very much now” said the boy. “just a quiet place to sit and rest. I am very tired”
–“Well” said the tree, straightening herself up as much as she could, “well, an old stump is good for sitting and resting. Come, Boy, sit down…and rest.”
And the tree was happy..
The end.
Please, please, think on the story and think of so much of our life together on this planet, because if each of you don't then there is no excuse for the loss of humanity and all the gods.
Ya'know they are still sort of watching what happens to us, wondering if we will wake up and see past that one cloud and see the whole picture.
Sometimes we can easily find the milk but it takes work to find the honey.
Peace love and Light, TR.
A tree giving its all to a boy that grew and thru his own life used the tree for his own happiness and enjoyment leading to the ultimate end of things with a mere trunk to sit upon and yet the tree still willingly gave that. Quite the concept don't ya think? If you think this rant is just rambling, trust me I am not, there is a method to my madness,(there usually is, I am a legend in my own mind). A tree...are we as humans supposedly one up on a tree?, except that we don't live as long. I find myself not sure who I envy.
I am not real good at hyper links but I will tell you all to go visit my friend (((billy)))at http://iambilly.wordpress.com/ and find a very good thinker and friend of mine. He recently wrote about the failure of parents to feed their child as a type of punishment(I am talking starving, not overlooking a meal). That in and of itself is is horrid and terribly wrong for whatever reason it was, especially when you are talking about a toddler.
What I want to gripe about is the fact that, for god knows what reason, we cannot seem to be willing to offer our own here in America the simple enjoyment of basic healthcare for all children, actually hell I want that same healthcare plan our beloved members of Congress have.
here has been a rash lately of deaths from Wisconsin to Oregon of children that have been cut short in the beginning of life by denying them treatable medical care in the name of fundementalist religion."Jesus will heal or ressurect the child, "I just have to have faith". What crap. This is the best, richest and most open form of country on the planet, yet we have a group or groups of people that refuse to make sure an ill child is merely prayed over but still sympathize the fact that there are dying children in many other countries not at lucky as we happen to be. What the hell is wrong with this picture? Is it ok that they die to? For Crissakes people,"wake the hell up". In this country there is absolutely no excuse for ignoring a child that needs what amounts to most of the time, simple medical intervention. Are we not as willing to give as that simple tree? Go ahead try to answer that question , are we not better than a mere tree? Perhaps Shel was right some lifeforms are more willing than others, because when the best of us do not care, as the trickle down theory works, then truly few if anyone cares. We all suffer when we ignore out own future.
Once there was a tree……
And she loved little boy.
And every day the boywould come And he would gather her leaves And make them into crowns and play king of the forest.
He would climb up her trunk And swing from her branches And when he was tired,he would sleep in her shade.
And the boy loved the tree…..Very much..And the tree was happy.
But time went by, And the boy grew older. And the tree was often alone. Then one day the boy came to the tree and the tree said:
–”Come, Boy, come and climb up my trunk and swing from my branches and eat apples and play in my shade and be “happy”
–“I am too big to climb and play”said the boy. “I want to buy thing and have fun. I want some money.
Can you give me some money?”
–”I’m sorry” said the tree,”but I have no money. I have only leaves and apples. Take my apples, Boy, and sell them in city. Then you will have money and you’ll be happy”
And so the boy climb up the tree and gathered her apples and carried them away. And the tree was happy..
But the boy stayed away for a long time…… and the tree was sad.
And then one day the boy came back and the tree shook with joy, and she said:
–”Come, Boy come and climb up my trunk and swing from my branches and eat apples and play in my shade and be “happy”..
–“I am too busy to climb trees,” said the boy. “I want a house to keep me warm,” he said. “I and want a wife and I want children, and so I need a house. Can you give me a house?”
–“I have no house” said the tree.The forest is my house.” said the tree “but you may cut off my branches and build a house. Then you will be happy”
And so the boy cut off her branches and carried them away to build a house. And the tree was happy.
But the boy stayed away for a long time……and the tree was sad. And when he came back, the tree was so happy she could hardly speak.
–“Come, Boy” she whispered, “Come and play”
–“I am too old and sad to play.”said the boy. “I want a boat that will take me away from here. Can you give me a boat ?”
–“Cut down my trunk and make a boat,” said the tree. “Then you can sail away…… and be happy.”
And so the boy cut down her trunk And made a boat and sailed away.
And the tree was happy…..But not really.
And after a long time the boy came back again.
–“I am sorry, Boy,”said the tree, “but I have nothing left to give you— My apples are gone.”
–“My teeth are too weak for apple,”said the boy.
–“My branches are gone,” said the tree.”You cannot swing on them—”
–”I am too old to swing on branches” said the boy.
–“My trunk is gone,” said the tree.“You cannot climb—-”
–”I am too tired to climb,” said the boy.
–“I am sorry” sighed the tree. “I wish that I could give you something… but I have nothing left. I am just an old stump. I am sorry…”
–”I don’t need very much now” said the boy. “just a quiet place to sit and rest. I am very tired”
–“Well” said the tree, straightening herself up as much as she could, “well, an old stump is good for sitting and resting. Come, Boy, sit down…and rest.”
And the tree was happy..
The end.
Please, please, think on the story and think of so much of our life together on this planet, because if each of you don't then there is no excuse for the loss of humanity and all the gods.
Ya'know they are still sort of watching what happens to us, wondering if we will wake up and see past that one cloud and see the whole picture.
Sometimes we can easily find the milk but it takes work to find the honey.
Peace love and Light, TR.
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