Before going to bed last evening I was treated to something I hadn’t enjoyed for many many years — Graham crackers with marshmallow cream spread over one cracker and peanut butter on the other cracker and then put them together in kind of a sandwich affair … delicious … decadent and delicious!
We are expecting frost again tonight so our flowers that we were going to plant are going back into the little shed in our back yard to protect them. Maybe we can get them planted sometime this month. This unusually cold weather is a strange phenomenon for this time of year. We are hoping to get them planted sometime around May 18th.
Speaking of flowers, have you ever heard that mixing a little baking soda (Sodium Bicarbonate) with some pure water and then feeding it to the flowers is good for them and helps them to flourish and grow? I had never heard that and I am going to try it and see what happens.
The supposedly “Vine Ripe” tomato that I purchased at the grocery store the other day is red and inviting-looking but it has the texture of a stick of celery. I have never had a crunchy tomato before. And I will never have one again either. I guess the only way to have real, authentic tomatoes is to grow them yourself.
The pork chops that I cooked using a meat probe came out exactly the right temperature (145-degrees Fahrenheit) that I wanted them to be. They were tender and juicy and wonderful. I will never try to cook meat by a clock again. From now on, I will depend on the meat probe style of thermometer.
The evening news is telling us that those responsible for distributing gasoline to customers all along the East Coast of The United States are now looking to increase the price of gasoline for customers because of some kind of “Ransomware” attack on their storage and processing facilities. How convenient that this should happen at the very beginning of the summer driving season. I also notice that flower growers and distributors found ways to screw the consumer on flower prices too … just in time for Mothers’ Day! That is so obvious! I think people just ought to boycott flowers for about a year and see what happens.
It looks like Liz Cheney is about to get the boot from the Republican Party for no other reason that she stood in favor of impeaching President Trump. It looks like the most famous American cult of personality is heading more toward the National Socialiste ideology than ever before. I am fully expecting to see them put on parades with goose-stepping supporters and torch lights before it is all over. The ideas of civil rights for minorities and living wages for American workers will go straight to hell if Republicans ever realize their dream of permanent dominance of American Politics.
You know —– if you cook some pork chops on the grill or in the oven, you might consider peeling and slicing some apples and cooking them until they are soft in a 400-degree oven and then spooning a sauce over them made of balsamic vinegar salad dressing and brown sugar. Just combine the balsamic vinegar salad dressing with the brown sugar and simmer it until it reduces and gains some thickness. Then spread it liberally over the cooked apples. Makes a great accompaniment to the pork chops.
The American Public Radio channel is blabbing on and on again about the strife between the Palestinians and the Israelis. I have absolutely no clue as to what the Public Broadcasting System thinks that I, as an ordinary commoner in the American Social Order, think — or even care — about what happens between the Palestinians and Israel. I do know that all I have heard about some of those countries is how they are constantly at war with one another. Unless some jerk in Washington decides to commit some more American Flesh and Blood to the meat grinders of foreign wars, I don’t care what happens over there … and I will wager that most of my American Contemporaries feel much the same way as I do. And then those Public Broadcasters run all those fund-raising campaigns in the hopes that idiots like myself will send them money so they can talk more about crap that doesn’t concern me in the least.
While I am ranting about Public Broadcasting in America, let me tell you that our local Public Broadcasting channels have discovered the fine art of broadcasting discussions that include explicit, detailed and gory descriptions of human excrement, burned bodies, decaying flesh, abortions, birth processes, and every single thing that can turn a sensitive stomach at exactly the time usually allotted in The United States for normal meal times … usually at lunch time. I mean it is absolutely uncanny as to how these broadcasters can target upsetting stomachs so precisely and I wonder what they get out of doing it.