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A shower, teeth brushing, first thing. Now to airdry and wake. No, nothing yesterday. Today is Monday, I will work this week. In and out, mostly without burgers and fries. Still a bit tight, sore, but ready for the next round. I woke without the cats bugging me, or strife. From last Monday to yesterday, almost every day was a struggle. Usually the girls were pushing too, not this morning for whatever reason.
Breakfast, shortly. A salad, with cheese and a packet of tuna or chicken. I am saving the salmon packages for special occasions. It's probably going to be my least favorite. But, it is the most rare, the most expensive, and the most exclusive of those offerings. I might as well play along. I suspect that is what most people do. Women even more than men, if to very good effect. No complaints, without even using that humble graced tool.
I also bought Spam. Probably my least favorite of the lot, but not horrible, reasonably edible, and inexpensive. Just minced pork butt (shoulder). Is the title versus actual name a testimony to pigs or butchers, I wonder? *smile* Don't... tell my butcher I wrote that. *grins* Oh, but the thing is, they have shuttered the plant that was producing that. A lot of plants are only going to come back when automated to a much higher degree. Not affordable in good times. No option in certain downtimes. A lot of, all but one highly automated plant is or will be closing.
Though wait until they realize everyone who can get it has gotten it. Though that won't account for reuptakes, slight changes, or simply that immunity may not be possible with this. Vaccines, for the most part, are bogus. I do believe president. Trump is on the right page.
He was there first, and at the right time. Opening up isn't an option. The stone throwers are tiered to throw stones, even if he followed their advice. He... has proven himself to be exceptional. Still... the wall. His number one promise. It will neither be completed nor enforced. As with drugs, illegals of certain sorts are given pathways in.
Now to eat, drink, and be... happy? ;p Later.
My father endured Spam throughout World War II and Korea. As a result he never touched Spam ever again, and my mother quietly advised me and my sibs never to offer it to him under any circumstances whatsoever.
ReplyDeleteThis condition has corollaries. My oldest brother-in-law worked his way through college by holding down a job at an off-campus burger joint. That was back in the 60s, and he has never been able to face a hamburger since.
I will admit, spam really isn't my thing. It will do in a pinch. This is a pinch. As to burgers? Homemade is nowhere near as good as fastfood joints, which means... those aren't beef. They are formulated globs of something. Mostly beef, but... something like 70% by dna testing. Never have heard what the rest of it is.
ReplyDeleteThen again, I've never heard the results of dna testing of spam. I'll bet burgers have been other since fast food went corporate. As with anything, you can make something good, fast, or cheap. At best two out of three. As I see it, fast food misses all the marks. It's not even cheap anymore. Spam isn't either, but it lasts, and in small, shielded, light foil packs, for sharing out, or travel.
Funny thing about the 'war effort', as with this plague... limiting what lowbies can get, through rationing of one sort or another. But it never goes to who it was supposed to be for. Steaks are, as then, only for the rich and powerful. As then, I am wondering who the real enemy is.
"Steaks are, as then, only for the rich and powerful. As then, I am wondering who the real enemy is."
ReplyDeleteI believe you answered your own question. Look at who's eating steak regularly, and you'll see the real enemy.
"Then again, I've never heard the results of dna testing of spam. I'll bet burgers have been other since fast food went corporate."
I'm trying to remember who it was who said "There are two things people should never watch being made: laws and sausages".
My preferred culinary canvas being the Casserole, what I'll usually do is broil up some Spam and then chop it up and mix it into something like macaroni and cheese.
Your culinary fancy may be a solution. Pasta only rarely, diabetes. But an egg casserole would do regularly. Or into a salad, chopped. No need for boiling in either case, for me.
ReplyDeleteNot long ago, I could afford steak weekly. It has gone up and my income is under attack. Bureaucrats are on a short list. I can't do much, but some are watching. More, with unemployment rampant while bureaucrats remain at the trough... boots still on our throats. Now at home, in pj's other than their boots.