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[serene]

If you like eating dead pig, tonight would be the night to just drop by my place. The pork roast I bought was too big for my slow-cooker, so now I have a garlicky pork roast in the oven, and the other half in the slow-cooker with sauerkraut, onions, and apples.

I think the last time I cooked this much meat, I was feeding a birthday party full of people.

Oy.

Well, at least I made my mom happy by calling her for cooking advice. She loves that shit.

Comments

[bastette-joyce.livejournal.com]

Aaaak! I'm 3000 miles away! Please enjoy for me. Sounds wonderful!

[serenejournal.livejournal.com]

Either it was silly of me to make meat when you're that far away, or silly of you to be that far away when I'm making meat. :-)

[bastette-joyce.livejournal.com]

But I didn't know you were going to make meat. Besides, my boss made me do it!

[sistercoyote.livejournal.com]

Dammit! Six hours over the hill to get to you and no money for gas.

Sounds nummy, though.

[sagefemme11.livejournal.com]

Holy moly, that sounds good!

Ummmmmm.... I can almost smell here in NYC!

sound so yummy

[tracytreefrog.livejournal.com]

and I would be there but for three reasons
1.I already ate I shoved a burger in my face on the way home
2.I am exhausted beyond words
3.and I have cold from hell I do not want to risk giving to anyone!

whineeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee

[jb98.livejournal.com]

Would that I could! Yum.

[loracs.livejournal.com]

Mmmmm, garlic and dead pig, the peanut butter and jelly of the pork world.

My mom use to love when I called her for cooking info too. Because I had an older sister that loved to cook (and hated doing anything outside in the "dirt"), she became the designated Mom's helper and I was Dad's helper. This lead my mom to believe I never learned anything about cooking and that I would starve to death and take any "husband" with me, if I could even catch one in the first place - I mean how could I get to a man's heart if not through his stomach. (I never told her there was a quicker way *nudge, nudge, wink, wink*.) So when I would call her for advice, even when I was well into my 40's, it activated her instinct to pass on the "woman skills". It also made her feel like I still needed her; like I ever, to this day, stopped needing my mom.