I can't believe Gams hasn't given you an amen on your love of long hair. I have always preferred short hair on men, including military haircuts. But I don't like the current trend of men using clippers to shave it all down to stubble. Looks like they're recovering from surgery.
Here's one of my quirks - I can't STAND for people to touch my feet. And my feet ache so bad sometimes, I would rather have a tub of cool water, and slowly add ice to it. Different strokes for different folks.
Tell us more about the Indian taco...and the rest aren't common to the US? How can you have a fair without roasted corn and giant turkey legs? I'm sure Phalon won't need the Alka Seltzer, unless overcome with ecstasy resulting from all the great smells she over exercises her tastebuds. Advice: go slow - you'll last longer. The state fair in Texas in known for the deep fry contest which is exactly what it sounds like - finding something new that is unusual and still tastes great deep fried. Warning: arterial clogging is almost guaranteed. Here's a list of a few past winners and please, try to keep from drooling on the screen.
2005 Most Creative Viva Las Vegas Fried Ice Cream 2005 Best Taste Fried PB, Jelly and Banana Sandwich 2006 Most Creative Fried Coke 2006 Best Taste Fried Praline Perfection 2007 Most Creative Deep Fried Latte 2007 Best Taste Texas Fried Cookie Dough 2008 Most Creative Fried Banana Split 2008 Best Taste Chicken Fried Bacon 2009 Most Creative Deep Fried Butter 2009 Best Taste Fernie's Deep Fried Peaches & Cream 2010 Most Creative Fried Beer™ 2010 Best Taste Texas Fried FRITOS® Pie 2011 Most Creative Fried Bubblegum 2011 Best Taste Buffalo Chicken in a Flapjack 2012 Best Taste Deep Fried Jambalaya 2012 Most Creative Fried Bacon Cinnamon Roll
Frybread can be eaten alone or with various toppings such as honey or hot beef. It is a simple complement to meals. Frybread is the base of an Indian taco, which is topped with ground beef, tomatoes, cheese, onions, and lettuce.
You come to Oklahoma, and I will show you a fair. I'll even buy you an Indian taco, a giant cinnamon roll, a turkey leg, a roasted corn, a strawberry crepe....and an Alka Seltzer.
I'm there, Siren! No matter how many Alka Setzers and Tums it takes!
Who'd eat deep fried butter??
Eeww. Who would eat 3/4 of that stuff deep fried?
The first cup of tea in the morning. Preferably early, before the rest of the world wakes up.
Substitute the tea with coffee, Moonglum, and that's one of my absolute favorite little pleasures in the world. Take the coffee outside, and it's even better.
It's 9:30 here, and amazingly no one is up yet except for me and the dog....and we've been outside probably half the time I've been logged in here. Me with my coffee, and her with her sniffer nose, we've been enjoying life before the rest of the world wakes up. There's nothing better on a Sunday morning than that!
Thanks for the Indian taco recipes, Jox. The key is the frybread. Native cooks here take great pride in it. And good frybread is delicious, either as the base of a taco, or with butter and honey. Just awesome! The elders of the Chickasaw Nation have an Indian taco sale on the first Thursday of every month, to raise money for group trips. I know where I'll be having supper Thursday!
Beautiful, Siren! Who wouldn't find joy in an autumn sunset?
Coincidentally, yesterday evening a different sort of 'Autumn Sunset' brought me joy too.
Xena Sis called, and asked if I wanted to go for a walk. The cooler temperatures has made it pleasurable to go walking again; it's been miserable taking a walk in the sticky heat we've had most of the summer. We met at the corner, and she presented me with a rose from her garden - the last one of the season, and she said I had to have it. It's from a yellow climber, that in my opinion doesn't show it's true glory until fall: in the cooler weather the flowers are an apricot color blushed with peach. The variety is called 'Autumn Sunset'.
One of life's little pleasures....a sweet gesture from a friend.
Thank you, Gams. That shot looks out across my folks' front yard. Those tiny figures in the center of the photo, in the pasture, are llamas. Sunday was a beautiful, beautiful day. I love this time of year!
That rose sounds outstanding! I love how its colors change with the seasons, and that lovely name.
I put the garden out front along the sidewalk to bed for the winter today. Cutting back the perennials, I found a very weathered $10 bill that all the wind we've had lately must have blown in, and gotten stuck in one of the plants.
Another little pleasure....deciding on how to spend unexpected money. Sure, it's only $10, but I'm thinking I deserve a little gift to myself - a tiny splurge I wouldn't normally take.
I agree, Step. I spend the night with my sister and BIL on Saturdays, since my weekend job takes me about 86 miles from home. We went to breakfast on Sunday, and all commented on how good we felt. That extra hour of sleep made a difference for us.
I found a ten dollar bill in my jeans, doing laundry a few weeks back. That feels almost as good as an extra night's sleep.
Another of life's little pleasures...seeing the holiday flavors of ice cream in the freezer case. Even if I don't like the flavors, seeing them there makes me cheerful.
I know what you mean Siren. There are some things you can only get between Halloween and Christmas - Pumpkin Delights come to mind - a favorite Little Debbie treat of mine that is only out around Halloween. YUM!
This one happened yesterday - bumping into a friend in the grocery store who you haven't seen in years.
Oh, that IS a nice one, Step - but only if one looks presentable. Seems like I always run into people in the grocery store when I have the flu, and have crept out in grungy sweatpants, with no makeup, looking like death, to buy more soup, pretzels, soda, and Theraflu.
I suppose that might make you want to hide - but a friend would be so happy to see you they wouldn't really care would they? I mean, if you're dressed well enough to go shopping, you're dressed well enough.
"You really are a guy, aren't you?" <snicker, snicker> Yep, only a guy would think it didn't matter if you looked like death-warmed-over when bumping into someone you hadn't seen in years.
Yesterday a friend called who I haven't seen since March. Our work schedules never coincide, so although we keep in touch by phone, we don't often see each other during my work season.
She called to tell me she found my earring....that I'd lost at her New Year's Day brunch. She found it while raking leaves out of her gardens in the side yard. Amazing that she spotted something that small in the dirt. It's also amazing she found it in the garden; I wasn't anywhere near there on New Year's day.
Cool that I got it back...and that I still have its mate. They're one of my favorite pairs.