6.03.2013

The Cycle of Life

As yall know from previous posts, our li'l row of citrus trees bless our family, friends, neighbors, and us with their bounty.  By far, the favorite fruit of our li'l citrus grove is the Satsuma oranges.  They are small, incredibly sweet, easy peeling and almost seedless, kinda like tangerines.  They are so popular we have 2 trees that produce them.  Sadly, one of them died.  The life expectancy of the trees ia 15-20 years.  They are such heavy producers they have a short life.  This li'l tree made it 10 years before dying; we aren't sure but we think since it is planted in a low spot it may have drowned in the heavy winter rains.

Well, I got up early, sharpened my ole shovel and went to work on the dead tree.  The first task was unearthing the bricks which were covered with grass and barely showing after sinking in the soil for over 10 years.
The next step was sawing all the branches off, turning the tree into a stump.  The green in the brush is some other tree that a squirrel planted next to the satsuma tree, most likely an oak.
Next, I clipped all the branches into sticks and got them into the wheelbarrow.  This makes the brush easy to manage, which will be demonstrated later.
Digging the stump up, cutting the roots with the shovel and getting it outa the hole was hot sweaty work but I took a couple water and fresh strawberry breaks and had it done by noon.

Well, call me a sentimental old fool, but the tree had given us such joy over the last 10 years and provided hundreds of pounds of delicous fruit that I couldn't just throw it away, so I created a funeral pyre for it in my old fire pit and gave it a rousing send off.
The fire burned on into the night and it smelled wonderful.  Later after a shower I slipped into bed and Peggy said, "OOOOHH you smell great; kinda smokey, old spicey, citrusy."  Alls I can say is, girl's got a nose on her.
I couldn't hardly end this post with a funeral, so allow me to introduce yall to the replacement Satsuma.  With the cycle complete and a young tree in place we look forwards to future fruity up-dates on this cycle of fruity life.


5.29.2013

Playing in the Yard

While home this hitch, we have been playing in our yard, just really enjoying the weather and the park-like feel of our li'l slice of heaven.  Here is a report on whas goin' on this week.
The strawberries are doing great producing a double handful of berries every day.  Seldom do any of them make it into the house though.  Peggy and I usually slurp them up fresh off'n the bush.
When we started picking the snap beans they made a small colander full, then 2 days later they produced this dishpan full, the next time we picked it made this dish pan crowned over, but this time its only a third full and tomorrow should be the last picking.  It was a good year and we now have plenty in the freezer for the summer plus we shared our bounty with our neighbor, Miss Annie.
As the green beans finish up, the cucumbers are starting their cycle, and soon 'pretty Pegody will be picking pickles by the panful'. She likes when I say dat.
While playing, we stopped to give the Wisteria that guards the front door a trim.  If we don't do this every month or so ya hafta crawl in through a tunnel to get to the door. This photo is while we were in the process of the trim job.
The Asparagus ferns have grown to be a big ferny lush forest which is a beautiful sight especially in the morning as the sun shines on the dew giving the whole shrub of greenery a silvery glow as they sway in the breeze.  Were it not for the pink survey support ribbon, they would spread out in a big circle over the yard looking like a bog oval cap. 
 
They are still puting out wonderful shoots of asparagus and we love them raw, chopped in salads, ligtly steamed or as ya have seen before, BBQ'd on the pit. 
Now for the bad news, The Birds got all of the pawpaws and cherries before they had a chance to grow.  Peggy plans to be ready with netting next year.  One of our citrus trees died so we plan to replant this week.

The figs should be ripe in a week or so.
The Yum Yum nectarines have turned a wonderful kinda purple color so we watching them closely. They are still hard to the touch, but we can't wait to try them on accounta this is the first year it bears.
Thanks to Bwacky, our adopted yard cat who stands guard in our grape arbor, we have several nice bunches of grapes ripening.  There aint enough to preserve or anything, but its very nice to sit under the arbor in the cool shade of the vines and snack on those wonderful lil purple seedless Concord grapes.
The pecans (top picture) and ping pong ball sized citrus (rain drops on them) are already getting ready for the big fall crop.  OH yea....and I almost forgot the Bananas.
I left more stuff out I'm sure.  The several varieties of mint growing around stuff like weeds, the small olive tree and pomegranate tree we added last Fall, but this post is the results of my morning stroll through the yard just now with a camera and cup of coffee.

5.27.2013

Crawfishin' for Supper

Nowadays the Web is full of commercial Crawfishin' posts.  Ya can see folks fishing for a living, anywhere from reality TV shows, to the Food Channel.  But what ya aint seeing is how regular folks turn a $1.25 pack of chicken necks into a $40 boiled dinner for 2.  Sure, crawfishin' is a huge industry down here in bayou country, but us Cajuns have a way to have a ball crawfishing for supper.  If ya wanna throw a big party, buy crawfish by the sackful and boil them up in a huge pot in the yard.  It's lots of fun and for special occasions, we do that too.  But if ya only want 5 or 10 lbs for a supper boil or a sauce here's a fun way to do it.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=P7S5Um_WuH4&list=UUe6CkaSkPG0EXROyp-xQkjw&index=1

4.20.2013

Lemon Shine Revisited

Back in January we created our Lemon Shine, or thats what I called it that night.  It is julliened lemon rind soaking in Vodka.  Well, this week we opened a few jars and made lemon rind candy by drying the rinds in granulated sugar for a couple days.  The vodka went into a drink yet to be named and we are open to suggestions. The drink consists of 1 oz. of the now pale yellow lemon vodka, 1 oz. lemon juice, 1 Tablespoon of cane sugar syrup.  Stir that up, add ice, top it off with 7 Up and garnish it with the lemon candy, and it sure is tasty.
If like us, ya ocasionally find yourself with a bunch of lemon peelings. This is the best thing we have found to do with them.  So far.

4.19.2013

Spring 2013 BBQ

Our good friends, the Radigans stopped by to spend some time with us on their way back to their upstate home in NYS, from their "snowbird" home in Florida.  We had a couple slabs of spare ribs we had got on sale and were looking for an excuse like this to fire up the pit, so that's just what we did.

Here they are with a tray of appetizers that we make to fool folks into thinking we have a li'l class.  It's rice crackers with brie cheese and a tiny dot of our potent homemade lemon-pepper jelly.
Mrs. Jean plated up some strawberries, Cool Whip and powder sugar, while I plated up some of our oft requested BBQ'd asparagus'. Taking away any class points the brie woulda won us, I used fine paper Chinets for the plates, and ya can't exactly wipe the butter stains off paper platters.
The guys outside didn't seem to mind the unsightly presentation and slurped up all but 1 asparagus, washing them down with assorted adult beverages.  Us guys had a ball minding the pit while the women folks had a nice visit in the kitchen while they fixed the side dishes.
We also had some of Sam's green onion sausage on the grill. Man! They didn't last long!
Peggy whipped up a pot of beans that we set on the grill to absorb some good smokey flavor while they bubbled away.

The ribs were rubbed with our spice and light brown sugar and slowly "Q'd" for 4 hours.  We then took them out, separated them, and slathered them with Peggy's BBQ Sauce, then parked them back on the pit for an hour.  The sauce became a sticky, sweet glaze and the feast was so good that I plum forgot to take a picture of a plate as it looked before we said "Grace" and tore into the meal.
Our new BBQ mascot, "Allie Gator" (given to us for Christmas from Mr. Ed and Mrs. Jean) wore my hat for me while we ate.  Also, Peg's luscious macaroni salad didn't find its way to a picture, but it sure found its way to our plates, and like every thing else, it was wonderful.  I'll try to remember to take pictures of the plated feast next time, but if it's this good again, no promises.

4.15.2013

Strawberry Festival

On a whim Peggy and I decided to check out the Ponchatoula Strawberry Festival. It was a nice sunny day, so we set sail across the swamp, singing along to some Bluegrass Gospel.
As we mosied into town we were greeted by this weird Cyclops blimp.  Sponge Bob pointy head???  We couldn't decide.
   The traffic was moving at a slow crawl as we approached town.  Most folks would be upset at this, but for us fun lovin' Cajuns, it was a great opportunity to gawk and 'people watch'.
We had a wonderful time people watching and since we are "foodies", we had to show yall some Cajun-style food booths.
We got some strawberry wine and strawberry jam, but decided not to buy any of the beautiful berries on accounta we have some already growing in the yard.  We hadda wonderful time and were home before dark in time to fire up the fire pit and do some wine tasting.  An oft said quote is actually the motto of one town down here; it's, "So many festivals so little time"
We sure aint complaning.



4.06.2013

A Beautiful End to a Great Day

I have been on the boat for over 3 weeks now and we have been non-stop busy.  Always either running, loading or discharging, with no down time.  Now this is a good thing 'cause when we're busy, the time flies by, but it doesn't give ya time to tend to the details of boat maintenance.  Well, I was thrilled when last night we finished discharging at 1 a.m. and got to "stand by" all day 'til 5 p.m. before we had to make the 2 hour trip to our next port.  I spent the morning doing paperwork and cooking a good lunch for the crew while they spent the morning painting and taking advantage of a beautiful Spring day.  We headed out for our next location in Breton Sound and as I approached the location, the sky and everything was just aglow with the beautiful pastel colors of a glorious Gulf Coast sunset.  Truly a fitting end to a great day.  Right now we are sitting at the dock, already to load in the morning.  A good night's sleep of the waves rocking at the dock,  then come dawn, it's up and at it again.
 

3.31.2013

Dat Waskely Wabbit

The Easter Bunny knowing full well that he could never find us on the boat at the end of the world, as well if he did, he'd prolly get ett, dispatched my beloved wife, best friend and all around play mate Peggy to bring us poor boat trash some Easter goodies.she set sail in the SUV with 2 bunny rabbits in white fuzzy doggy costumes and a car load of Easter goodies last night.  Took her 2 and a half hours to get to us and she didn't make it home till well after midnight, but in our minds it was well worth it to see the faces of my crew when they saw this:


It is my sencere wish that you have a wonderful Resurrection day and the Easter Bunny finds you too.  Don't wory bout Peg she has a ham in the oven and company on the way.  Not to mention the crew on the boat who is very happy and apreciates this wonderful act of kindness.

3.30.2013

Fresh From The Mississippi Delta

Fresh pic 'ed from the River delta for your viewing pleasure is a ship heading into a beautiful sunset.  I took this last night as i came down one of the passes.  The sun is setting over the river as seen from across a marsh.  Hope yall enjoy it as much as I did.  The picture doesn't begin to do the incredible view justice

2.14.2013

Over At Smokin' Sam's

Early one morning my good friend Sam pulled into our driveway in his pickup and picked me up.  I threw an ice chest full of beer in the back, and myself and a thermos of coffee in the front and we set sail for his outdoor kitchen/smokehouse.
Ya know ya in a country boy "Cadillac" when in the back ya find 2 ice chests of beer, 2 five-gallon buckets, a few branches of pecan wood found along the road, a dip-net and 3 of the largest turnips I've ever seen.  When we got over to Sam's, our buddy Lance was already there getting ready to stuff a batch of sausage intended for the smoker.  And all this before the neighborhood rooster even started crowing. 
For you non-sausage stuffers I'll explain. The natural  sausage casing comes in a package called a "hank".  A hank is a whole lot of pork intestines that have been thoroughly cleaned and prepared for sausage making, and it comes in very long pieces. These pieces are soaked in a salt water solution or "brine" and invariably requires a lot of patient untangling. It works out best to use one extremely long casing  threaded onto the sausage maker tube, so ya don't have to stop and re-thread right in the middle of everything. 

I aint gonna give yall Sam's sausage recipe cause it aint mine for the givin'.  I will however share with yall a couple valuable sausage making tricks.  If ya look close at this pic ya will notice a lil ball of sausage meat protruding from the tube of the sausage-maker.  This rounds the edges off the sharp tube opening and allows the casing to slide onto the tube without tearing.  The balloon area is actually a few ounces of water.  The water in this "bubble" travels down inside the casing which helps to keep the casing untangled and moving smoothly as it's being loaded onto the tube, and the weight of the water also helps keep the casing open as it approaches the sausage making tube. 
So it's 3 cranks of the handle and tie it off, pinch, pull and cut, then tie it off.  Then tie the 2 ends together, then repeat.  The links come out at one lb. finished. One after another we piled 'em up in the bowl getting them ready for the smoker.

The finished loops of sausage are hung on angle irons then placed in the smoker, 3 racks deep, and 3 racks high.  After all the sausage is hung in the little smokehouse, Sam drags out sawdust, wood chips, smoking pellets and some secret liquid, and loads up the smoke box.  He uses 3 different kinds of wood in 3 different forms, and soaks them down with some kinda mysterious brown water.  I'd tell ya what his combination is but then he'd have to kill me. 
Sam owns what I refer to as the "Frankenstein" of smoke houses. 
The thing is made of plywood and spare parts he scrounged, and is prolly around 5 years old by now.  It's produced thousands of pounds of some of the best smoked meats around our area.  Over the years the wood walls have warped some from the heat, so to prevent too much smoke from escaping,  Sam keeps the thing sealed up with furniture clamps, a bungie cord and a few screen door latches.
After coffee led to beer, which led to sampling assorted homemade beverages, the sausage was finally ready.  Taken out of the smoker, it was dumped into an ice-chest of ice water to "set".  This is an important tip too: If ya prick a hole in this freshly smoked sausage it would squirt juice out, making them kinda deflate into a wrinkled, dry, not-nearly-as-tasty mess; not a good thing, but by shocking them in ice water, the juice 'sets' and allows ya to keep it in the casing, and when it eventually makes its way into a cooking pot it really brings a wonderful smokey flavor to what ya cooking, not to mention eatin' it on it's own.
  That's what we did that afternoon,  at Smokin' Sam's.