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Calling All Cooks

My buddy Flea put up a recipe for fried chicken the other day just like my long dead Granny used to do and has me hankering for some Southern style grub and I am talking South, as in Cajun style.
I love that kind of food and have been scouring the net for a true blue jambalaya recipe.

I do believe I found one but what I am really looking for now is what spices go into "Cajun Spice"

There seems to be some serious wannabes out there and I am looking for the real deal.
I want good recipes for Jambalaya, Blackened fish and Gumbo, anything Southern.
If ya have something, I am asking ya ta put it in the comments, I am serious, all comers and spread the word.
I want this post to break the record for comments by a wide margin so I can have my own little cook book for the good stuff.

Things like vanilla pudding with bananas and Vanilla Wafers that she used to make, even that nasty green jello with walnuts, bring it on!

I have also been looking for, for over three years now, the secret to my Grannies brown beans, she came out of Tennessee and I have come damn close, but no cigar.

The last time I found anyone who could duplicate that simple style of Southern cooking was when I went to my Grandfathers funeral in Carroll County, Tennessee, in 1999.
I found a little Mom and pop diner in the tiny town next to where my Grandfather lived and ordered Pork Chops and Lo and Behold, there were my Grannies beans.
I actually teared up and went and found that dear heart lady and gave her a hug, then I asked fer some more of those wonderful beans.

The poor dear thought I must have been starving for years because I am such a skinny bastard to begin with but she was awful proud that I ate so much.
Lovely lady.

I miss eating Southern food so bad it hurts.
So, if ya would, and I am looking at you, Larue,be so kind as to post as many links or recipes for some good old fashioned Granny food, I would be eternally grateful.
Deep fried is a beautiful thing and Corn Bread is my friend.
Let me warn ya, I ain't kidding when I say I have been looking for three years for my Grannies Bean recipe, I have had folks contact Southern food experts and authors, it has something to do with that little area of Tennessee. Some damn thing I am missing.
I finally figured out the texture, ya gotta boil the shit out of them in a sauce pan and stir the shit out them while yer at it. Oh, and Mexene chili powder is part of this mystery, I am still missing something.
Thanks fer stopping by and my belly thanks you in advance.

Whattya Do?

I been busting my ass at work lately, try to take care of some personal shit and a few neighbors after that and then fall down to get up and do it again.
I also have my oldest buddy getting a good dose of the current foreclosure wave and am trying to hook him up with another good friend so he can get a truck, even though he has no clue of where he is going to wind up at yet.

I got off work today and stopped and had a fucking cocktail to relax for a few minutes and then came home and started digging up one of the garden spots because it was actually nice out.
I probably dug up a bout a pound of little red potatoes and a couple of Russets, not to mention a couple of fifty pound boulders and a buttload of fist sized rocks.
All these potatoes are volunteers from the guy that moved out from the garden he had two years ago, he didn't do shit in the garden last year and I have enough of them sprouting that I was digging them up to replant when a bunch of the rowdier neighbors showed up looking for a drink and some Neighborly love,yay team.

Just to top it off, I got drunk called by a sister duo I have known forever and that was really interesting...


Never a dull moment, I don't have time to rant and rave anymore, I can't even keep up with the fucking news, let alone cruise my favorite sites.
This POS antique laptop is trying to take a shit, I am having a lot of problems with the keyboard and if I don't cough up a bunch of dough tomorrow, my internet connection is going bye bye.
All in good time, I will pay that tomorrow.

I guess it doesn't matter, We The People ,are still taking it up the ass and I am damn happy I have potatoes coming up that I didn't even plant.
There were a bunch of them sprouting so I dug a few holes and replanted about ten of 'em before I got interrupted.

I'm trying here....

Thanks for stopping by.

Update;

I gave Verizon their filthy lucre so if I can keep that piece of shit laptop going I will still be posting, how often I can't say, my muse is a drunken bitch.

Too Busy To Wipe My Ass

Go torture my buddy PhysioProf, apparently he has too much time on his hands.
Twitter, give me a fucking break, I don't even text unless it is family and even then it is irritating to no end.Delete is a handy little item.
He has an interesting conversation going on, Take a minute.

People, Morse code was developed in the 1800's fer fucks sake.