If I only could.

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Today is a warm one, or seems to be again.  It IS summer.  Well, and I am brewing stock.  That adds that unpleasant Iowa summer humidity to the mix.  It isn't terrible, mind you, just sleep inducing.  I have the ac going, and I just plucked the meat out.  When that cools I will pull it from the bone and simply refrigerate it for another day.  Stew, of some sort.  I'll have stock!

While it does smell good, I can smell the pork feet more than the beef.  Which doesn't surprise me, if I had hope the volume of the beef... even if lacking bones, might cover that more.  Now it's not a pure pork smell, which can be a bit strong.  It is simply the more pronounced of the odors.  It works well to entice my hunger.  It also reminds me of menudo, a Mexican tripe dish.  Actually, that would be something good to make soon.  More in the fall, at least for me.  It does require hominy.  I looked that up in my nutrition book.  Hominy is very carb heavy.  Oh well.  I simply won't make much of it, and will skimp on that.  I may even look for alternatives.  And it goes so well with fresh onions.  Another carb heavy... or more so than I thought.  I might suspend, to a degree, onions from the list.  There are a lot of reasons to eat onions, not so much hominy.  Hmm... I ought to see which onions are easiest.  I actually prefer sharper yellow onions to sweet onions, like vidalias.  I'm a bitter pill?  I've got bite, and give and take?

I have already refilled the stock pot.  It has enough water, at the very slow simmer, to last the night.  I have been skimming.  Lots of skimming.  The bones, all of them, were rather marrow rich.  And hog hooves are what they are.  Not a problem, just part of the process.  I am probably pulling out some of the extra fat while doing that, too.  I plan to simmer for at least twenty four hours, maybe double that.  I found a bovine knee, split, in the freezer.  I must have just missed it.  I'll be thawing it tonight, then roasting and putting that in tomorrow.  Yeah, two days for sure.  I really want the knees in.  Especially with so many more arriving.

Fun, fun, fun.  Actually, you know what?  It is fun!  I've always wanted to play all growed up in the kitchen.  I have a lot to learn.  There are several ways some can learn.  This is probably the only way I can learn.  And play, eat, live, and goof.  Good day, and night.