May 10, 2006

WTW Barbecue

One of the ways Howie had been fighting high gas prices is I had a deep freeze full of deer. I had one big ass roast left. Monday I rested from a 64 hour week and celebrated my first death threat by having a glass of fine homemade wine and slapping that sucker on the Barbecue for 7 hours, tasty. Rick sends along summer barbecue rules for those of us that need refreshing.

When a man volunteers to do the BBQ, the following chain of events are put into
motion:

Routine:

1. The woman buys the food.

2. The woman makes the salad, prepares the vegetables, and makes dessert.

3. The woman prepares the meat for cooking, places it on a tray along with the necessary cooking utensils and sauces, and takes it to the man who is lounging beside the grill - beer in hand.

Here comes the important part:

4. THE MAN PLACES THE MEAT ON THE GRILL.

More routine:

5.The woman goes inside to organize the plates and cutlery.

6. The woman comes out to tell the man that the meat is burning. He thanks her and asks if she will bring another beer while he deals with the situation.

Important again:

7. THE MAN TAKES THE MEAT OFF THE GRILL AND HANDS IT TO THE WOMAN.

More routine:

8. The woman prepares the plates, salad, bread, utensils, napkins, sauces and brings them to the table.

9. After eating, the woman clears the table and does the dishes.

And most important of all:

10. Everyone PRAISES THE MAN and THANKS HIM for his cooking efforts.

11. The man asks the woman how she enjoyed "her night off" and, upon seeing her annoyed reaction, concludes that there's just no pleasing some women.

Sorry ladies itÂ’s a joke. A man works from sun to sun, but a womanÂ’s work is never done. If we men could keep up with you ladies we would.


Here are your White Trash Wednesday bloggers

Posted by: Howie at 09:13 AM | Comments (10) | Add Comment
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1 Howie, BBQ deer roast? Say it ain't so. BBQ the brisket, make steaks, sausage, and deer hamburger out of the rest. BBQ raccoons every time, as the taste of the meat is better when hidden by BBQ sause. And the last bit of deer meat, and season is several months away. Better crank up that 4x4 and do some night riding in hopes of getting some fast food. Haha, great post, Howie!

Posted by: jesusland joe at May 10, 2006 09:25 AM (rUyw4)

2 I had never done a deer roast so I gave it a try. It's was pretty good really. Good excuse to sit by the grill all damn day too. We had some smaller roasts and we did those in the oven and used the leftovers for stew. I have no idea what the guy at the locker plant was thinking. This thing was huge would nto fit in the pan. So... Anyway Grandpa's chest type deep freeze was stuffed a fe weeks ago with. One cow. Two pigs, Two deer and about 50 lbs of fish. He was here take this and that and some of this. He's always ahead of me. We'll be OK.

Posted by: Howie at May 10, 2006 09:44 AM (D3+20)

3 Come on Howie! 1st death threat! Hell! I got my first death threat in the 2nd grade! .... And I'm sure brother maxie got his first (and probably gave) his first day out in the sandbox! It's time to show the scars (ala JAWS)!

Posted by: hondo at May 10, 2006 09:46 AM (SeBrl)

4 BBQ Raccoon, JJ? Are you serious? You learn something new everyday.

Posted by: Graeme at May 10, 2006 10:15 AM (7lUwZ)

5 JJ: Sausage? Surely you jest. What a waste of perfectly good venison. The parts most folks use for sausage I either bar-be-que [ribs, brisket] or cut into 1/2" cubes to make chili. The rest of the deer is made into steaks/chops and some small roasts. I'm with you about B-B-Q ing roast, though. Pot roast, iron pot, low and slow. If you're short, Howie, I still have plenty from last season that I'm trying hard to deplete before the season. Can't let the wife think that I don't need to go to the camp for a week or so.

Posted by: Charlie at May 10, 2006 10:20 AM (DwY9A)

6 I do not understand why there was no snake, or turtle. I have them with my deer, and raccoon every time. Wash it down with some ice cold Foster's Bitter. Your wife sure had it easy, while you had all that hard work.

Posted by: Leatherneck at May 10, 2006 04:34 PM (D2g/j)

7 Yeah, Graeme, raccoon is pretty poor eating, but my dad always said, "if you kill it, you eat it". No wasting meat in our family. That's why I quit hunting raccoons in about the 10th grade. And Charlie, I had a guy process some of my meat into sausage, and it is the best sausage I have ever had. Very lean, with cajun seasoning, and is it ever heavenly. Even the Islamos can eat deer sausage, not that I would give them any, mind you.

Posted by: jesusland joe at May 10, 2006 05:40 PM (rUyw4)

8 That clears things up for me JJ. I just wondered why, with an abundance of fish and game in Texas, you were running around hunting raccoons. I'm not one for the unusual varieties of wild game. As a kid I tried armadillo, but I suffered an allergic reaction (not sure if it was the meat or the seasonings) so I stay away from them. That makes me one of the few odd ones in my family. I've got relatives who love making and eating stewed possum.

Posted by: Graeme at May 10, 2006 06:30 PM (7lUwZ)

9 Graeme, are they from the American South? A possum eater who tried armadillo sounds like a true blue, or should I say gray, confederate. Where in the wide world did you get armadillo, Graeme? And as a kid growing up, there was hardly anything more fun than staying up all night listening to the hounds running and then treeing a coon. Then it was helter-skelter through the woods to see who could be the first one to get the coon. After I had to eat a couple, I always let my friends win the race, but I enjoyed the hunt, and staying out all night by the campfire, and shooting the breeze, and smoking cigars, and drinking Lone Star long necks(don't tell my mama I did that), and Lisa and Joanie sneaking out of their house and joining us, and, well, one does have to be discreet about some things, right.

Posted by: jesusland joe at May 10, 2006 07:08 PM (rUyw4)

10 Enough with the coons! I've got 3 cute lil' bandits living in my backyard woods who come down at night and hang out on my back porch with me (of course I feed them). You guys are .... savages!

Posted by: hondo at May 10, 2006 07:44 PM (SeBrl)

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