Not in the clamor of the crowded street, not in the shouts and plaudits of the throng, but in ourselves, are triumph and defeat.--Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
REDIRECT ALERT! (Scroll down past this mess if you're trying to read an archived post. Thanks. No, really, thanks.)
Due to my inability to control my temper and complacently accept continued silliness with not-quite-as-reliable-as-it-ought-to-be Blogger/Blogspot, your beloved Possumblog will now waddle across the Information Dirt Road and park its prehensile tail at http://possumblog.mu.nu.
This site will remain in place as a backup in case Munuvia gets hit by a bus or something, but I don't think they have as much trouble with this as some places do. ::cough::blogspot::cough:: So click here and adjust your links. I apologize for the inconvenience, but it's one of those things.
Thursday, April 08, 2004
Follow Up Question
"Mm, yes--yes, Mr. Velazquez, you have a question."
Thank you, sir.
Well, first, Hoppin' John is a wonderful New Year's concoction of black-eyed peas, ham, and rice that you slow cook all day. There are a billion different recipes, but I fix mine more along the plain side--peas, onions, a hunk of hambone, sausage instead of bacon or salt pork, salt, pepper, Louisiana Hot Sauce, and let simmer in the crock pot. Here's a recipe that's similar to mine.
Yes, for some reason, my mother would get the nasty white creamed corn and put it in a skillet and cook it with some salt and pepper. Imagine lumpy wallpaper paste. With salt and pepper. Blech.
Salmon croquettes can be made from catfish, in which case they are called catfish croquettes. I've never had them, but how bad could fried catfish pancakes be?
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