Not as glorious as some of the other BBQ pictures in this thread but my work at a catered BBQ lunch today from "Still Smoking BBQ" which is owned by a man named Ed Peltzer (714-493-5698) who is based out of Orange County, CA. He custom made one of those competition level BBQ trailers and does catering on the side. It was fucking fantastic! Moist juocy tri tip with a beautiful red smoke ring, tender juicy ribs with wonderful smoked bark that need no sauce because they are that good, and even custom ground sausages cooked with a noticable smoke ring on the sausage meat. If you live in Southern California and want a catered BBQ give Ed a call. I ate 50% of my plate before I even thought of taking a picture so this is the only one I have. https://ibb.co/n4xNZe
If you’re not turning your poblano/chipotle bacon chicken bomb leftovers into great pasta sauce, I have to ask why the fuck not?
Buncha pics I found in an old box! I did NOT shoot my eye out: "Helping" Mom in the kitchen circa 1960: Easter with Mom and my sister (Mom still has that clock!): Dad's friend and partner in Sylvania Air Photo Service, Paul Nielson, demonstrating the use of an aerial camera in Dad's Piper Cub. Lincoln Park Airport, NJ, circa 1960.
Saw these dogs staring at each other at a traffic light. Neither of them moved at all the whole time, just stared at each other.
Sort of cool, to me at least. The first few episodes of the Dukes of Hazzard were filmed in Georgia. One of the episodes has as part of the plot Bo and Luke going to Atlanta to a recording studio to get Daisy's 50 dollars back that she was scammed out of. They go to a recording studio called Starr Recording, it was an actual recording studio. It's now called Hot Beats Studio, at 1200 Spring St in Atlanta. Here's what it looked like on the show. What it looks like now. One the backside of the building, there's Williams St, behind the studio is where Tom Wopat did the hood slide you see in the opening credits. Which he didn't do intentionally, he was supposed jump over the hood, but caught his foot and did the slide instead. Also, across the street, during the filming you can see the first Mellow Mushroom, it's not there anymore, there's a parking garage.
Steve Goof is a local legend and one of the roughest people I've ever known. Definitely not reputed for being cuddly. Catpunk, as she now likes to be called, is 6. Some things can still take him by surprise
Haven't had the patience to finish a model in three freakin' months. I finally managed to get this generic Sinbad kit by Monarch Models banged out, despite much ennui and several mistakes and re-dos:
Doc about my neighborhood from the 80s. Neat seeing what's still around and what things used to be, including a few faces. Those $25000 houses are all going for about $1.5mil now... Bonus: Al Waxman narration! Bonus Bonus...commercials!
New baby. Since I picked it up after dark and drove to work before dawn, lunchtime was the first I gt to see it in daylight. Nice blue!
So there's suddenly a hole in my fence. Right in front of the hole is a skidmark in the wet dirt. All I can say is, I'm sorry I missed what must have been a great moment in wildlife slapstick.
Two hours to go 22 miles at a dead crawl this evening. Worse, it took my wife 1.5 hours to come 5 miles home! An hour just to get out of her industrial park, to then discover the main road blocked by a salting truck lying on its side. The local news analysis was spot-on: The snow started around 2:00PM, and every single motherfucker in norther NJ decided to leave work at 3:00 to beat the traffic. Unfortunately 3:00 thru 5:00 was when the storm was at its worst.
yes I got lucky this morning with the weather. Alabama, Mississippi got hammered but it was only rain here - but the temperature was 36 when I was on the morning commute - a few more degrees lower and it would have been a freezing rain storm! Tonight there will be a freeze - but thankfully the rain has moved out. Will there be black ice in areas where the rain hasn't drained away yet? I hope not! But Thanksgiving is right around the corner - and the weather gods HATE people traveling at Thanksgiving.
Attempting the highway 6:30 this morning with the Nor'easter in sleet-storm mode: To slippery and cross-windy, so I went back home and waited it out. Three hours later with the sun out, I drove eastward, with everyone's mist and bow-waves blindingly backlit: My boss (who is from Minnesota) wondered why I was late. :/
Not my pic, but this is NJ Rt 17, up near the NY State border, Thursday night: Pretty much my vision of Hell.
What happens when you get a snowstorm before all the leaves are down - they fall on top of the snow, then the sun heats the leaves and they melt into the snow.
