OK boys (and girls) I'm startin' this thread to teach y'all about good eatin' habits and the food groups (pig, cow, chicken carcass and samich).
This is where you get to test drive that Betty Crocker Oven thingie in your shack.
I'll start out with a few simple ones and then well go at it Julia Childs Style (pour some of your PBR out on the curb RIP JC in da house!).
Y'all can add some of your fave's and I'll provide necessary adjustment and constructive feedback.
Disclaimer: I will not be liable for the integrity of your bowl movments. These have been tested by me and my super-human stomach of iron. But those with lesser fortitudes . . . partake at your own risk.
...just go fer Family Style and add sweet tea and nanner puddin...they have a BIG ol' industrial scale in the foyay, so u kin see how much you dun et...bucket, i know you had to patronized this place!
...just go fer Family Style and add sweet tea and nanner puddin...they have a BIG ol' industrial scale in the foyay, so u kin see how much you dun et...bucket, i know you had to patronized this place!
-hcw
Oh My GOD! Family sytle all the way! And Cheerwine! Can't get either good BBQ or Cheerwine in Ohio. (This is what comes from going to that school in Durham)
Another restaurant that I miss is Bojangles (sorry Colonel, much better than KFC)
I'm the only dude in my family that has done a comprehensive study on my "roots".
My genes landed in N.C. in the late 1700's. They hung out in west N.C. for a long time.
I'm a 4th generation Oregonian and have been living in Texas for a dozen years, but now I'm git'in crave'ns. Done BBQ steer about as many way's as it can be done. Texmex is backup here. This N.C. stuff sounds dern good!!!
It's a small world and a tangled up family tree after all.
Originally Posted by Bagger Lance
I'm the only dude in my family that has done a comprehensive study on my "roots".
My genes landed in N.C. in the late 1700's. They hung out in west N.C. for a long time.
I'm a 4th generation Oregonian and have been living in Texas for a dozen years, but now I'm git'in crave'ns. Done BBQ steer about as many way's as it can be done. Texmex is backup here. This N.C. stuff sounds dern good!!!
Bagger
I tried to trace my roots once . . . got to be such a tangled mess had to give it up. Roots more crossed up than crab grass in a punkin patch.
Some how with you being a 4th generation Oregonian. I bet your folks got there on a railroad. I bet there were some pre-Bucket Crews' smugglin' moon shine and havin' dookey toofus on the train with 'em.
Oh My GOD! Family sytle all the way! And Cheerwine! Can't get either good BBQ or Cheerwine in Ohio. (This is what comes from going to that school in Durham)
Another restaurant that I miss is Bojangles (sorry Colonel, much better than KFC)
Sir. Do not be mistaken. The Colonel moniker was affectional given to me by Yoda aka Collards aka Mr. Green Jeans aka Lynn "the Truth" Blake. I think that you have certainly been misguided or misled whether knowingly or unknowingly that I favor Kentucky Fried Chicken or KFC as you say over Bojangles. I sir am a self-proclaimed, self-educated aficionado of fried chicken and "fixin'z". I am very much aware that Bojangles is preferable to "KFC." I think my "Colonel" handle has a better ring to it than "Mr. Bojangles." "Mr. Bojangles" would conjure up images of a Mr. Rogers gone wrong . . . very wrong.
I sir am most particular about the image I wish to convey. I have spent years cultivating the marginally retarded mouth breathing chicken grease persona that I have developed. I will not have it ruined by sophistry.
I hope this clears up any questions or concerns that you may have in regards "Colonel" or Bucket. I will NOT speak on this subject again.
Sincerely
Bucket.
PS. I hope the "school in Durham" you mentioned is North Carolina Central University, The School of Science and Math or Durham Tech. If not, DUCK FOOK. Thank you.
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Last edited by 12 piece bucket : 02-04-2006 at 10:58 PM.
PS. rchang cute kid by the way. I certainly hope that you have not exposed him to the Devil?
Unfortunately that child really could care less about basketball. (Also sadly, the next picture was one of him using his golfclub as a lightsaber) My younger son, though, likes being J.J. Redick. And fortunately, being a Christian man, I have refrained from teaching him, "Go to hell, Carolina, go to hell."