I got myself a new grill last week! Same as the old grill, a Weber Kettle. If it's not broke, why fix it? Because it's twelve years old, and functions on sentimentality.
On a side note, I love the acting of David Morse. Watching "The Long Kiss Goodnight." And Morgan Freeman. God Bless Morgan Freeman. Oh no, it's Samuel Jackson! Sorry, got Morgan in my thoughts. Okay, Geena Davis rocks too. :) This is a great movie!
As for Morgan Freeman, he was in an automobile accident Sunday Night. If you can't place him, this is Morgan Freeman:
Yeah. His home is in north Mississippi. He rolled a 1997 Nissan Maxima. That's keeping it real. Fortunately, he's going to make it. Let's not lose this national treasure. Godspeed, Mr. Freeman.
So here's the... it's not a problem. I don't consider it a problem, but a situation. I cook too much food. When I grill, I don't want to waste the grate! Tonight, actually this weekend, I decided to try something different. Smoked Salmon. Never made it before. And there's lots of different recipes.
It's basically a two step, one where you soak the salmon filets in a 'brine," which is basically the same as a marinade, then you smoke it. And that can take a while, between three and eight or nine hours. Depends on the heat and smoke. I decided if I was going to spend this much time on it, I was going to fill the grate! With what? Shishkabobs! This is an aerial view of my efforts:
Everything turned out very tasty. My problem, or situation is, much of this food often goes wasted. I share with my bro and sis-in-law, but there's always much more that should be shared. I enjoy cooking, for taste's sake! :) If more could taste it, it would be much more merrier than to waste it!
I've thought about taking leftovers to work, but I think it's bad policy. If I were in Human Resources, I would forbid it. Soooo... maybe I should cook in much smaller portions. It's not easy. When you take time to make something really tasty, you want to make a decent portion. I love taste, but don't like waste. Maybe a food pantry or soup kitchen could use it. But it goes bad after a couple of days. I don't want to make homeless people puke. Bad Karma. I'll find a balance.
Random Fact Number Six:
My Hip Is In My Foot
When I was around 12 or 13 years old, I had a doctor convince me my right foot was deformed. He said it had more bones than usual, and that's why I had pain in my foot. So he took bone from my hip and fused it into my right foot. I didn't know what I was getting into.
As bad as it was, in a way I'm glad I got to know pain like that, so young in life. There's no way to describe the pain from bone fusion. Gripping your mother's hand, pulling it against your cheek. Screaming, "Why? Why did you let this happen?" And pops is at work. It builds character, right?
The kicker was, the guy, the surgeon, he misdiagnosed me. Or he just lied, so he could do some bone fusion surgery. So I've lived a life of perpetual, chronic pain, the result of a couple of bad decisions. Maybe that's why I don't mind throwing a stone on occasion, because I don't live in a Glass House.
But I've had many, many good times and experiences, based on random decisions and judgments. And I intend on having many more! Try to never let a moment, or meal, go to waste!
:)
TG