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I prefer rural to city life myself. Where we are is a compromise since Mrs Te would probably divorce me if I suggested that we live in the boonies. We are surrounded by preserved farmlands but can be in NYC or Philly within an hour or so.
I'm in the boonies in that I'm the last house on a dead end road. Convenience store a mile and a half one way, a small grocery, hardware. farmer's Co-op 2 miles the other way. 5 miles to Win-Dixie 6 to Wall mart and 9 to the Gulf.
If I need more, Pensacola is 25 miles east and Mobile 40 miles to the west. If I get hungry, New Orleans is 2 hours away. If I want a casino, Biloxi is 90 miles.

I would be quite happy living there, Ernie, but Mrs Te would most definitely divorce me! :D

Where we do live was part of a farm and on the edge of the woods. We can sit outside in the evening and unless a cop sets off his siren or a train going by on the track a mile away blows it's horn all we hear are the birds. Oh, and we have a lot of birds. All kinds of birds from finches to eagles. There are flamingoes on the lake and New Jersey geese everywhere. They used to be called Canadian geese but I think that so many generations have been born in the USA they are now permanent residents. They even have their own Geese Police to keep them off the golf course and school playing fields.

I've driven through the rural areas of New Jersey and New York.....such beautiful sights. I would love to have a house out in that area, but, I don't know that I can stand that much cold weather............:ack-1:

We have central heating up here! :D Just ask Spoonman. He does his the hard way by chopping up wood.
Yeah, which means we can't ride our Harley for at least 9 months.....argh..............:D
 
Not a fan of okra 'cept in gumbo.

Tell you what... If you have a couple hours to spare while you're in Fairhope, take a ride to Foley and stop by Doc Holliday's. I'd love to have you try Max's bushwhackers or even his bloody Marry. They come with pickled okra, even.


You live in Alabama and you don't like fried Okra? How have you managed to get by?
I'm viewed with suspicion and will likely never be asked to join the Klan, but I'll live with it. (and without okra)

Well I wouldn't want you to join the Klan, but I honestly don't know how anybody can call himself an honest to goodness southerner and not love fried okra.
I'm really not interested in hanging out with a few 90 year olds who only meet at funerals. The Klan is all but dead here. Yes the "N" word is used here, but no more often than up north.

Okra doesn't taste all that bad to me. It's the way it feels in my mouth; like something I should be spitting out.

But, it doesn't feel slimy when it's fried......at least I have never noticed.
 
I prefer rural to city life myself. Where we are is a compromise since Mrs Te would probably divorce me if I suggested that we live in the boonies. We are surrounded by preserved farmlands but can be in NYC or Philly within an hour or so.
I'm in the boonies in that I'm the last house on a dead end road. Convenience store a mile and a half one way, a small grocery, hardware. farmer's Co-op 2 miles the other way. 5 miles to Win-Dixie 6 to Wall mart and 9 to the Gulf.
If I need more, Pensacola is 25 miles east and Mobile 40 miles to the west. If I get hungry, New Orleans is 2 hours away. If I want a casino, Biloxi is 90 miles.

I would be quite happy living there, Ernie, but Mrs Te would most definitely divorce me! :D

Where we do live was part of a farm and on the edge of the woods. We can sit outside in the evening and unless a cop sets off his siren or a train going by on the track a mile away blows it's horn all we hear are the birds. Oh, and we have a lot of birds. All kinds of birds from finches to eagles. There are flamingoes on the lake and New Jersey geese everywhere. They used to be called Canadian geese but I think that so many generations have been born in the USA they are now permanent residents. They even have their own Geese Police to keep them off the golf course and school playing fields.

I've driven through the rural areas of New Jersey and New York.....such beautiful sights. I would love to have a house out in that area, but, I don't know that I can stand that much cold weather............:ack-1:

We have central heating up here! :D Just ask Spoonman. He does his the hard way by chopping up wood.
Yeah, which means we can't ride our Harley for at least 9 months.....argh..............:D
In the SW, people ride their motorcycles year round. :D
 
I absolutely love White River National Forest! My grandparents used to take us kids every time we traveled across the country. We always visited during the summer but I bet it is positively marvelous during the winter. I am not much of skier though, I'm like a cow on crutches once I put skis on.
I used to ski Breckenridge and Keystone back when I was able to ski, now I just look at a bunny slope and think, if only....... :lol:
I know....I miss being young and doing those things. IF only they'd has snowboards back then.
Snowboards were just becoming popular as I reached the end of my skiing days, call me old fashioned but I never wanted to use one. I loved Keystone, had a 3200 foot vertical drop, a gondola that went all the way to the top and some great moguls on a couple of runs.
The main reason I stopped skiing wasn't age related, it was living out east with very few good ski areas nearby and just too busy with life, plus I had become seriously involved with reenacting and living history. Took most of my off time and discretionary spending.
Ooooo! What kind of reenacting? I do Ren Faires.
I did Civil War and WWII. Started out as a Confederate but my very first reenactment I "galvanized" as a Federal, eventually I was commanding a brigade on the field before joining the Stonewall Brigade as a lowly private again the eventually switching over to the 4th US Regulars (Federal). From there I was talked into doing WWII, 2nd Gebirgsjager (Wehrmacht) which I did for another 10 years before moving out to Colorado. Now I'm looking to do some Fur Trade era and post Civil War western impressions (living history) if life will stop getting in the way........
They have a Rendezvous up at Jackson Hole every year. I have friends who have a summer home near there.
 
Double-news day.

The good news is that dear friends of mine are celebrating their combined 96th birthday (he's now 51, she is now 44), because they were born on the same day. It doesn't happen every day that you have a married couple where the partners were born on the same day. They are throwing an OKTOBERFEST party that will go until about 1 am. Should be fun!

The bad news is that my dog can no longer walk. She collapsed and I and my daughter carried her to the vet. He gave the dog a cortisone spray and also detected a pretty massive infection in one ear, so he cleaned out the ear and shot her full of antibiotics. She will also get a small pain pill for the next 8 days. The dog needs to go outside every four hours or so now, so a friend will come by to carry the pooch outside during the Oktoberfest. The vet is only about 50% hopeful that this will help prolong my pooch's life, but my feeling is very strong that I will be putting the dog down within the next two weeks. She is obviously in pain and is becoming quite demented. It's a heart-breaker, but it looks like her time has now come. This is hard for my daughter, but also a valuable life's lesson.
That's rough, Stats. It never gets any easier, either.
 
Double-news day.

The good news is that dear friends of mine are celebrating their combined 96th birthday (he's now 51, she is now 44), because they were born on the same day. It doesn't happen every day that you have a married couple where the partners were born on the same day. They are throwing an OKTOBERFEST party that will go until about 1 am. Should be fun!

The bad news is that my dog can no longer walk. She collapsed and I and my daughter carried her to the vet. He gave the dog a cortisone spray and also detected a pretty massive infection in one ear, so he cleaned out the ear and shot her full of antibiotics. She will also get a small pain pill for the next 8 days. The dog needs to go outside every four hours or so now, so a friend will come by to carry the pooch outside during the Oktoberfest. The vet is only about 50% hopeful that this will help prolong my pooch's life, but my feeling is very strong that I will be putting the dog down within the next two weeks. She is obviously in pain and is becoming quite demented. It's a heart-breaker, but it looks like her time has now come. This is hard for my daughter, but also a valuable life's lesson.


Aww, so sorry to hear that Stat. It hurts to see our pets hurting. Hope this time passes quickly and all will be well again.
 
That wasn't bad. Just had an "Italian" pot pie (torta), ricotta, parmesan and mozzarella cheese, marinara sauce and Italian sausage in a pie crust. Been looking at it every time I went shopping finally bought it a couple of days back.

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I prefer rural to city life myself. Where we are is a compromise since Mrs Te would probably divorce me if I suggested that we live in the boonies. We are surrounded by preserved farmlands but can be in NYC or Philly within an hour or so.
I'm in the boonies in that I'm the last house on a dead end road. Convenience store a mile and a half one way, a small grocery, hardware. farmer's Co-op 2 miles the other way. 5 miles to Win-Dixie 6 to Wall mart and 9 to the Gulf.
If I need more, Pensacola is 25 miles east and Mobile 40 miles to the west. If I get hungry, New Orleans is 2 hours away. If I want a casino, Biloxi is 90 miles.

I would be quite happy living there, Ernie, but Mrs Te would most definitely divorce me! :D

Where we do live was part of a farm and on the edge of the woods. We can sit outside in the evening and unless a cop sets off his siren or a train going by on the track a mile away blows it's horn all we hear are the birds. Oh, and we have a lot of birds. All kinds of birds from finches to eagles. There are flamingoes on the lake and New Jersey geese everywhere. They used to be called Canadian geese but I think that so many generations have been born in the USA they are now permanent residents. They even have their own Geese Police to keep them off the golf course and school playing fields.

I've driven through the rural areas of New Jersey and New York.....such beautiful sights. I would love to have a house out in that area, but, I don't know that I can stand that much cold weather............:ack-1:

We have central heating up here! :D Just ask Spoonman. He does his the hard way by chopping up wood.
Yeah, which means we can't ride our Harley for at least 9 months.....argh..............:D
I can ride all year. Sorry about that.
 
Not a fan of okra 'cept in gumbo.

Tell you what... If you have a couple hours to spare while you're in Fairhope, take a ride to Foley and stop by Doc Holliday's. I'd love to have you try Max's bushwhackers or even his bloody Marry. They come with pickled okra, even.


You live in Alabama and you don't like fried Okra? How have you managed to get by?
I'm viewed with suspicion and will likely never be asked to join the Klan, but I'll live with it. (and without okra)

Well I wouldn't want you to join the Klan, but I honestly don't know how anybody can call himself an honest to goodness southerner and not love fried okra.
I'm really not interested in hanging out with a few 90 year olds who only meet at funerals. The Klan is all but dead here. Yes the "N" word is used here, but no more often than up north.

Okra doesn't taste all that bad to me. It's the way it feels in my mouth; like something I should be spitting out.

But, it doesn't feel slimy when it's fried......at least I have never noticed.
It does to me. I won't eat raw oysters either.
 
I used to ski Breckenridge and Keystone back when I was able to ski, now I just look at a bunny slope and think, if only....... :lol:
I know....I miss being young and doing those things. IF only they'd has snowboards back then.
Snowboards were just becoming popular as I reached the end of my skiing days, call me old fashioned but I never wanted to use one. I loved Keystone, had a 3200 foot vertical drop, a gondola that went all the way to the top and some great moguls on a couple of runs.
The main reason I stopped skiing wasn't age related, it was living out east with very few good ski areas nearby and just too busy with life, plus I had become seriously involved with reenacting and living history. Took most of my off time and discretionary spending.
Ooooo! What kind of reenacting? I do Ren Faires.
I did Civil War and WWII. Started out as a Confederate but my very first reenactment I "galvanized" as a Federal, eventually I was commanding a brigade on the field before joining the Stonewall Brigade as a lowly private again the eventually switching over to the 4th US Regulars (Federal). From there I was talked into doing WWII, 2nd Gebirgsjager (Wehrmacht) which I did for another 10 years before moving out to Colorado. Now I'm looking to do some Fur Trade era and post Civil War western impressions (living history) if life will stop getting in the way........
They have a Rendezvous up at Jackson Hole every year. I have friends who have a summer home near there.
There's an annual "vouz" south of Raton, NM, a couple of others in different areas of Colorado and then there's Bent's Fort in La Junta. There's a big one in southern Wyoming every year also. What's funny is our traditional view of the mountain man is an independent bearded loner, constantly fighting off Indians...... Mostly a myth.
First thing is facial hair during that era was not in fashion and the Indians didn't trust men with facial hair, mountain men lived with and traded with many of the Indian tribes, lots of mountain men had wives in different allied tribes to ensure their access to tribal hunting grounds.
As for being rugged individualists, they were tough but the trapping parties (as employees) would go out in brigades of up to a hundred men, then split up into groups of 3 or 4 once the base camp was reached. Initially the primary home bases were Taos and Santa Fe, Mexico (yup, it was still Mexican territory after the Spanish were kicked out) and many of the men became Mexican citizens to make access to trapping areas easier.
 
Morning, Everybody!
It's still above freezing, how odd. It will get colder now, though, because the cloud cover has cleared and we have a dazzling blue sky dotted with fluffy little clouds. Cloud cover holds in the heat from the Earth.
Sorry about Stats dog, hopefully he'll be able to help his daughter understand what is happening.
If I were to choose some other place to live, Albuquerque is right up near the top of a short list. One of the last places I would choose to go to would be exactly where I'll be moving to for the next few years. Born and raised in NC, I left and never looked back. It's too much like living in a bug-infested sauna. Alas, if that is where my gals will be, that's where I will be, too, at least until the granddaughters have gotten through high school, I think. My daughter is looking forward to having me around and my SIL claims I am the only person he knows who understands him.
 
I'm in the boonies in that I'm the last house on a dead end road. Convenience store a mile and a half one way, a small grocery, hardware. farmer's Co-op 2 miles the other way. 5 miles to Win-Dixie 6 to Wall mart and 9 to the Gulf.
If I need more, Pensacola is 25 miles east and Mobile 40 miles to the west. If I get hungry, New Orleans is 2 hours away. If I want a casino, Biloxi is 90 miles.

I would be quite happy living there, Ernie, but Mrs Te would most definitely divorce me! :D

Where we do live was part of a farm and on the edge of the woods. We can sit outside in the evening and unless a cop sets off his siren or a train going by on the track a mile away blows it's horn all we hear are the birds. Oh, and we have a lot of birds. All kinds of birds from finches to eagles. There are flamingoes on the lake and New Jersey geese everywhere. They used to be called Canadian geese but I think that so many generations have been born in the USA they are now permanent residents. They even have their own Geese Police to keep them off the golf course and school playing fields.

I've driven through the rural areas of New Jersey and New York.....such beautiful sights. I would love to have a house out in that area, but, I don't know that I can stand that much cold weather............:ack-1:

We have central heating up here! :D Just ask Spoonman. He does his the hard way by chopping up wood.
Yeah, which means we can't ride our Harley for at least 9 months.....argh..............:D
I can ride all year. Sorry about that.
I can too...... if I'm in the passenger seat........ and the heater and/or AC are working.......
 
I'm in the boonies in that I'm the last house on a dead end road. Convenience store a mile and a half one way, a small grocery, hardware. farmer's Co-op 2 miles the other way. 5 miles to Win-Dixie 6 to Wall mart and 9 to the Gulf.
If I need more, Pensacola is 25 miles east and Mobile 40 miles to the west. If I get hungry, New Orleans is 2 hours away. If I want a casino, Biloxi is 90 miles.

I would be quite happy living there, Ernie, but Mrs Te would most definitely divorce me! :D

Where we do live was part of a farm and on the edge of the woods. We can sit outside in the evening and unless a cop sets off his siren or a train going by on the track a mile away blows it's horn all we hear are the birds. Oh, and we have a lot of birds. All kinds of birds from finches to eagles. There are flamingoes on the lake and New Jersey geese everywhere. They used to be called Canadian geese but I think that so many generations have been born in the USA they are now permanent residents. They even have their own Geese Police to keep them off the golf course and school playing fields.

I've driven through the rural areas of New Jersey and New York.....such beautiful sights. I would love to have a house out in that area, but, I don't know that I can stand that much cold weather............:ack-1:

We have central heating up here! :D Just ask Spoonman. He does his the hard way by chopping up wood.
Yeah, which means we can't ride our Harley for at least 9 months.....argh..............:D
I can ride all year. Sorry about that.

So can we.....but not if we lived in NY, NJ.
 
Come to find out my physical therapist's husband is a chef, so naturally we talked some about cooking. I mentioned that one of my specialties was omelets, and she said, "make an egg pie." I'd never heard of this before so she explained that what you do is scrambled up eggs with all the things you'd put in an omelet, minus the cheese, and then take a pie crust and put it all on that and add the cheese, fold it over and crimp the edges shut and bake it until it's golden brown. So ya, she's got me thinking I'm going to have to make this, and soon. Sounds really good.
 
Come to find out my physical therapist's husband is a chef, so naturally we talked some about cooking. I mentioned that one of my specialties was omelets, and she said, "make an egg pie." I'd never heard of this before so she explained that what you do is scrambled up eggs with all the things you'd put in an omelet, minus the cheese, and then take a pie crust and put it all on that and add the cheese, fold it over and crimp the edges shut and bake it until it's golden brown. So ya, she's got me thinking I'm going to have to make this, and soon. Sounds really good.
Aren't we talking about quiche?
 
Come to find out my physical therapist's husband is a chef, so naturally we talked some about cooking. I mentioned that one of my specialties was omelets, and she said, "make an egg pie." I'd never heard of this before so she explained that what you do is scrambled up eggs with all the things you'd put in an omelet, minus the cheese, and then take a pie crust and put it all on that and add the cheese, fold it over and crimp the edges shut and bake it until it's golden brown. So ya, she's got me thinking I'm going to have to make this, and soon. Sounds really good.
Aren't we talking about quiche?
Probably... that's what she called it too.

I won't be putting any custard in it though.
 
Come to find out my physical therapist's husband is a chef, so naturally we talked some about cooking. I mentioned that one of my specialties was omelets, and she said, "make an egg pie." I'd never heard of this before so she explained that what you do is scrambled up eggs with all the things you'd put in an omelet, minus the cheese, and then take a pie crust and put it all on that and add the cheese, fold it over and crimp the edges shut and bake it until it's golden brown. So ya, she's got me thinking I'm going to have to make this, and soon. Sounds really good.
Aren't we talking about quiche?
Probably... that's what she called it too.
Back in the 1990s, there was a book titled "Real Men Don't Eat Quiche".

But if you called it 'egg pie', all sins are forgiven.
 
Come to find out my physical therapist's husband is a chef, so naturally we talked some about cooking. I mentioned that one of my specialties was omelets, and she said, "make an egg pie." I'd never heard of this before so she explained that what you do is scrambled up eggs with all the things you'd put in an omelet, minus the cheese, and then take a pie crust and put it all on that and add the cheese, fold it over and crimp the edges shut and bake it until it's golden brown. So ya, she's got me thinking I'm going to have to make this, and soon. Sounds really good.
Aren't we talking about quiche?
Probably... that's what she called it too.
Back in the 1990s, there was a book titled "Real Men Don't Eat Quiche".

But if you called it 'egg pie', all sins are forgiven.
I've heard of that.

I have a different idea though... they make these things here in WI called a Pasty. They're kinda dry in my opinion, but I have some beef stew I made the other day. So I think I'm going to make my own version of a Pasty and scoop out the meat and things from the stew into a pie crust, fold it over and bake it, then make a gravy out of the broth left in the stew and pour that over it when it's done.

I'll report back... :lol:
 
Come to find out my physical therapist's husband is a chef, so naturally we talked some about cooking. I mentioned that one of my specialties was omelets, and she said, "make an egg pie." I'd never heard of this before so she explained that what you do is scrambled up eggs with all the things you'd put in an omelet, minus the cheese, and then take a pie crust and put it all on that and add the cheese, fold it over and crimp the edges shut and bake it until it's golden brown. So ya, she's got me thinking I'm going to have to make this, and soon. Sounds really good.
Add about a pound of crab to it, and I'm on the next flight...er....hopping into my Honda...
 
You live in Alabama and you don't like fried Okra? How have you managed to get by?
I'm viewed with suspicion and will likely never be asked to join the Klan, but I'll live with it. (and without okra)

Well I wouldn't want you to join the Klan, but I honestly don't know how anybody can call himself an honest to goodness southerner and not love fried okra.
I'm really not interested in hanging out with a few 90 year olds who only meet at funerals. The Klan is all but dead here. Yes the "N" word is used here, but no more often than up north.

Okra doesn't taste all that bad to me. It's the way it feels in my mouth; like something I should be spitting out.

But, it doesn't feel slimy when it's fried......at least I have never noticed.
It does to me. I won't eat raw oysters either.


I've never had raw oysters either, but I like them fried, and broiled..........yummmy!
 

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