… just saying!!

Found a couple more pics in a different photo album. The other one, the second pic, was August 1985. Oh, I cropped myself out cuz I was leaning sideways, kinda awkward looking, I didn’t like it. But, that’s me with my tight ass motherfucking fitting Jordache jeans … and my Stan Smiths, God I loved those. And that’s me with my motherfucking hand, grabbing her ass tightly … God I loved that too!!

Love that sexy anklet too!!

It isn’t gonna prove a thing to me

Good intentions pave the way to hell

I hear the questions surface in my mind
Of my mistakes that I have made
Times and places I have left behind
And am I ever going to make the grade

As I beat my head against the wall
Running round in circles in vain
I’m feeling three feet tall
You don’t understand I’m fading away

somebody holds the key

but I\’m near the end and I just ain\’t got the time

and I’m wasted and I can’t find my way home

Almost exactly … it was July 1986. And … completely not exactly … it was only 1/10 of the world away, at most … California. This was during the time that I lived there, about a year in total, I guess. I’m here with my girlfriend …  God she’s gorgeous, as you can see.  I wish I didn’t have to block out her face, but thought it was wise to do so. She was beautiful, and smokin’ hot … she was my anoosh!!

Jsesus Christ!! I just realized that I have two birds in my freezer!! I bought the first one, it went on sale really cheap just before Thanksgiving, but I already had my Thanksgiving turkey so this became an extra one that I didn’t need, but I couldn’t resist the price. And then a month or so later, Butterball® went on sale in so many supermarkets … different variations too!! Frozen, fresh, stuffed, without stuffing … I guess pretty much all their shit, they were running the full fucking gamut!! So, I bought the frozen one, but get this … you don’t have to thaw it before cooking!! It’s plain as day on the wrapping, to make sure you don’t fuck it up!! How’s this even possible? Cooking a turkey from a completely frozen state? I still don’t even really believe it and I can’t wait to try it, but this week-end I’ll be having my locally raised grain fed turkey. I even have so much stuff for the side dishes. Get it? Stuff? That’s right y’all I have the stuffing … plus the peaches and cream corn, plus the potatoes, plus the cranberry sauce. I’m pretty much good to go … just need those heat n’ serve dinner rolls and carrots(small ones, with their stalks)!! My favourite is the potatoes and carrots that I toss into the ingenuously flavoured and seasoned turkey basting fat and melted butter juices!! They get all roasted, sticky and caramelized … how fucking good does that sound?!!

Not even remotely fucking close!! Life’s a bitch, ain’t it?

Sing with me, sing for the year
Sing for the laugh and sing for the tear
Sing with me if it’s just for today

everbody\’s got their dues in life to pay

You got to lose to know how to win

It fell … fell through that is. I chickened out. I had every intention to. I think the complexity regarding specific steps and procedures scared me shitless  … I didn’t want to screw it up, or worse turn it into a complete fucking disaster. I even went to this fantastic out of the way cheese shop in the west-end, hidden amongst houses and auto shops. I’ve been a regular shopper there for a few years now, but unless you know about it, you’d never find it, not in a million years. They sell this ricotta that is so fresh that when you buy it, it’s warm … sometimes very, very warm!! It’s so fresh the tub (container) is placed in a plastic bag to capture the leaching liquid from the ultra fresh ricotta. The bag already has half a cup, or so of liquid before you even purchase it. You almost want to slice a baguette and start spreading the rigot right there and then!! So now, instead of the soufflé, I decided to make my own version, something much simpler but with very similar results!! Geez, how smart am I? … Don’t answer that!! First I whipped the eggs with some of the ricotta to make it light and fluffy, and then added larger, teaspoon sized ricotta pieces into the mix along with finely chopped chives and carefully scramble it, being cautious not to overdo it … a common mistake people seem to make. It’s my easier version … call it the poorman’s soufflé … the non-snob soufflé!!

These are a few pics of the food I made for family and friends. Just eating, hanging out and relaxing, watching the Tournament of Roses Parade and then the Winter Classic from Fenway Park. It was such a pleasant day, and a great way to ring in the new year.

There was plenty of food, and I had leftovers for days … like always!! Yesterday morning I was so hungry and had a craving for a poached egg on a toasted English muffin, but had no time, as I was late leaving the house. But it stuck in my mind all day, and I decided that when I got home for dinner, I would have my poached egg, but now instead on leftover reheated lasagna. Now, I’m sure, it’s been done before, but I never heard of it, never read it, so I’m taking full credit for this new invention combination. I topped it off with grated Parmgiano-Reggiano and Romano Lupa, and with the yolk oozing perfectly, it was fucking incredible … not that I’m surprised!!

Photo Credits: the famous G Photographer … uh, don’t ask (taken with a Nikon D3000)!!

Please people, and I mean everyone, let’s be unified on this. I already corrected a lady today saying it the other way, the wrong way … two thousand ten!! Oh, and I won’t be doing it again either … wasting my breath, I mean who the fuck am I … the pronunciation police? It’s retarded, simply put, and I’m not about to explain it. If you don’t see it, well then I guess you’re a fucking retarded douche-bag too!! We’re already four days in and we’ve got 90 more years to go, so please let’s collectively nip this two thousand nonsense in the bud … just sayin’!!

Ok, so ixnay on the ‘totally hot’ … narcissistic prick!! … and like Meatloaf said “Two out of Three Ain’t Bad”!! But damn … you do look good motherfucker!! This was danistrulytheman in my prime!! This was my “as good as it gets” in life!! Funny thing is that although I can’t pinpoint the year exactly, it was the mid-late eighties … I’m guessing ’86 … maybe a year or two later. I do remember the day so vividly though … working hard all motherfucking day with the Yahk Range Patrol, and then cooling off water skiing on the Kootenay River!!

I remember this like it was yesterday!! Grabbing my aunt’s hand, walking, laughing, and sharing a private moment!!