bigugli

Welcome to suburban conformity. Your yard must be green, grass kept to under 2" height. No more than 2 licensed vehicles on the driveway. White picket fences made of same material, style, and dimensions as all your neighbours. No clothslines. Must only BBQ with propane. Dogs must not bark. Babies must not cry. Children must not be spanked. Ritalin replaces discipline. Etc, etc,..... ad nauseum.

There is not a single municipality in Southern Ontario that is without such rules.

Nobody thought about collecting these things when we were kids.

Just like nobody ever thought to keep the packages that the toys came in. All the original matchbox toys i had that actually came in a matchbox are worth a fortune, but only if you never played with them. What's the point of having a toy you can't play with?

Leaners,corners, half cover mine. Trade up I remember those days. Oh what fun it was.

10 card shootout. Each guy put up 10 cards against the wall. The guy to knock down the last card got the pile. There'd be 4-500 cards at stake In a good 4 man shootout.

I used to have the old Opeechee NHL cards from the 60. Nothing in mint. We spent too much time shooting them against the wall as kids. Still managed $500 for them some 10 years back, except for 1 card. It was a 69 checklist card. It was not mint, but it was unmarked. Was still worth $200 to a dealer

Chocolate covered worms.

In other words. Deep fried Chinese noodles ( You Know! The ones you get with every take out order) dipped in melted dark chocolate.

As a kid. we didn't get fishing gear at Christmas. That was the time for sticks, skates, pads, sleds. My birthday was when I got most of my fishing gear

Trans Siberian Orchestra's Christmas Canon

My all time fave from Joe was "A Little Help From My Friends" . The Beatles version was good, but Joe Cocker made it great.

It may have been a small gathering, but it was a good GTG all the same despite the " possible passing" of one of our members.

Hey Dave! The wife likes you.

Better get my nap in now.

Nothing shows respect for nature's wonders and majestic beauty like 500hp of roaring engines.

Love Cabbage Rolls, hate the work.

I've done the "Lazy Man" thing and liked them but they're still work.

 

A friend just recently shared a recipe for "Unstuffed Cabbage Rolls" done on the stove in a pot rather than in the oven.

Easy peasy I thought, I now have a pot with approximately 15lbs of said recipe (with some personal touches) on the stove simmering to reduce the liquid content.

 

Fresh Calabrese bread and butter are waiting for the first serving.

One or two more days of eating and the rest will be portioned and frozen for future convenience.

 

started cheating a couple of years back. The cabbage rolls became a casserole in the crock pot, done in layers like a lasagna. The only thing missing is the work to get the cabbage rolled right

Heard something really old and obscure this morning.

"Trogladite" by the Jimmy Castor group

funny the cultural differences. id try this but a bun seems like a weird vehicle? its probably amazing im gonna try it this weekend lol

I can imagine it on top of a dog or sausage sort of like a replacement for 'krout

Finnish style... Herring and cream cheese on hard biscuit.

I love pickled herring! Feature foods spiced matjes herring is a must try for any pickled herring lover

You have no idea what good pickled herring is. The really good stuff you used to get right out of the barrel just like good dill pickles. Used to be a good Finnish shop on Queen st called Huites.

These days, when you get a chance, go to IKEA's deli, there is a good variety of 5-6 flavours of herring.

IF you are ever in Minnesota or Michigan, Look for a brand called Gafelbiters. The Norwegian herring was a family favourite, but no one sells it here in Ontario now.

Get in line. I've never heard of a Dutch hitman anyway.

Strictly wooden bullets

I'm certain the bride and I will be there

He exchanged his socks because they were dirty?

They were holey and dirty. That boy's feet can curdle milk!

And even when you do, they replace them free of charge, no questions asked. Best socks ever!

S.

Yup! My son has brought 2 pairs back thus far. The one time he was actually wearing them into the store when we made an unscheduled stop at BPS. I felt sorry for the poor guy behind the counter.

yep. thats a right proper feeding right there!

we did gingerbread houses tonight with the kiddos and before I knew it, it was too late to make a decent meal.

so we had "rez style" green eggs and ham hahaha. (hope that doesnt offend anyone). fried bologna, eggs and prepaired hash browns lol

I hope you read them the story first.

All I seem to need is a pair of ice cleats and good gloves. My son has been very good at keeping his Dad well equipped with rods and reels.

That aside, I guess the best present would be an invite to another fishing lodge/camp north of the 17.

Well, you asked for it!

I'm a big fan of liver and no one else in my house would even sit on it! So, I decided one day that I would try something different for myself and picked up some baby beef liver.

I cut it open like a pita, stuffed it with Havarti cheese and tomato sauce. Closed the "pocket" with tooth pics and breaded the liver like I would fish. (Egg wash, flour and breadcrumbs)

A quick fry until golden brown and it was excellent!

How's that for thinkin outside the box!?

HH

 

Love liver as long as it is not overcooked, tender with a hint of pink, served with a mountain of fried onions and bacon. I have no problem chowing down on that for breakfast, lunch or supper.

Soup From A Stone……that was one of my favourite books as a kid!

 

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As a scoutmaster, I would usually organize a stone soup cookout during campouts . They would get told a version of the story, and as the story was told, each cub or scout would take their turn adding their contribution to the pot. There was just one twist. Scouter Bruce contributed the meat, and that remained a big secret until all had stuffed themselves full.

I was also known for serving up breakfasts of "train smash" or "Green eggs and ham"

My favorite was my Mom's fruitcake. Her pork hock stew and meat pies were to die for.

 

 

My Mom has advanced Alzheimers and all her recipes (at least all my favorites) are all locked up forever in her mind. Any baking that I watched my Mom do for XMas was done without a recipe. It was all by habit. When it was baking time in our house she would be at it for days on end. I remember her making 250 meat pies in a weekend.

 

Sorry to hear that about your mother. I am thankful that in our household life centered in the kitchen. Long before my grandmother developed alzheimers and dementia, I had already learnt and mastered most of Gram's old favourites. Part of growing up meant sitting yourself in the kitchen to "help" Gram with the baking. At 5 or 6 that meant "testing" the batter and helping to decorate the cookies, making your own personal sticky bun, and scraping the bowls clean when all was done. Man, what a sugar fix that was. By age 13 it meant you were doing the mixing and kneading of the dough, and shaping the loaves of bread when Gram's arthritis started to bother her hands.

Going to the meat shop to pick out the biggest and best turkey and ham under My Gram's watchful eye and helping her prep the beast for the oven.

Same went for Swedish meatballs or cabbage rolls. There was/is no recipe. it's all about taste and texture.

I'd give up everything just to relive one of those Christmases with my Gram

Ollie Bollen! Making a batch tonight with cinnamon sugar

G

Two days before Christmas, one of the co-workers at the "clock" would come around work with a big roasting pan full of fresh ollie bollen and a bowl of icing sugar to share with every one.