I am up at dawn on a day I don’t have to volunteer. Did I fail or win at the hard knocks school of life? I think this is pretty awesome, though, but me and the Mag-dawg managed to get in a very abbreviated walk. I think the temperature is in the mid-twenties outside, but the brisk wind made things seem so much colder. She’s a sweetheart and was very ready to go. “You really want to go that bad, don’t you?” I asked the Mag-Dawg as I kneeled down to her to rub her head and tie my tennis shoes. I then zipped up my snow ski jacket, tethered Maggie to her harness and leash as she wiggled excitedly, and off we went. Each street light was like an oasis in the pitch black dark of night which I enjoyed. There was a stark beauty/etherealness to it all in the sodium halide. It would be another hour or two before the magical hour started, light peered over the horizon, and nature awoke for another day. I often wonder how these animals make it through such a harshly cold night like last night. Especially getting into the deep freeze that is our more northerly states. Maggie had her fill and I was now ready for my warm casa aka Andrew’s abode. We were shortly headed home to warm up in a matter of minutes.
Is Today Like Yesterday or The Day Before?
“Just Pour some A-1 sauce on it and I will eat it!”
That was my rally cry when I was much younger than now. It is a good thing that my taste buds have matured somewhat (although I’ve been known to like the occasional piece of candy). I was so smitten by Helen’s ground sirloin patties and onion gravy, that I called Helen this morning to get her recipe before she headed to church. It takes a lot to get me talking on that damned infernal contraption due to my social anxieties. So, that’s what is on the stove for lunch today. Helen said the longer you cook the patties on low heat, then it will make the patties much, much more tender and the gravy thicker. Fork tender were Helen’s exact words.
“Cook the gravy/roux with the patties after frying the sirloin,” Helen told me. “As ground sirloin can be kind of dry and bland without some help.”
On the Vegan Menu…
This afternoon or tomorrow, I am going to try my hand at making some Vegan brownies and peanut butter cups. Sounds good doesn’t it? I want my first toe into the water to be a good one. 
3 comments:
Nature is always most beautiful when you can enjoy it alone at the bewitching hour. It seems as if time is standing still.
Good to hear you had a great walk today with Maggie. Where did your other dog go?
Andrew, I started reading your blog when you were friends with George and the gang because it was a link on someone else's blog. Now I read it and hope and pray that you continue to do good in your health and that one day you will share Helen's recipes. Start that lady a blog.
We need a report on the brownies.
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