Aristo! Aristo! A la lanterne!: 11-30-24

Saturday, November 30, 2024

11-30-24

W: 318.4 BS: 164

Chickens
~~Laundry~~
~~Taxi~~
~~Dishes~~
~~Vacuum~~
~~Fire & Wood~~
~~Stack wood?~~
Sharpen knives?
Softener salt
~~Hungarian Goulash~~
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Hey MAAN! Check out me Balls!

Turkey balls that is. I made turkey croquettes for dinner last night.

I have in mind making a bottle of spiced Bourbon. Cinnamon, cloves, cardamom, vanilla, mere dash of sugar. I'm thinking ahead to Christmas morning coffee.

Hungarian Goulash started, to simmer the rest of the day. In my cast iron Dutch oven...

Bacon rendered for fat, and chunks of tough beef seared in it and then set aside. Onions, celery, and carrots, chunked and sauteed. A ramakin of spices... Paprika, black pepper, ground Caraway seeds, and salt.... all this got toasted with the veggies. Tomato paste with a dash of sugar, stirred in and toasted. Stir stir scrape scrape. Now a quart of homemade chicken stock. Stir scrape stir scrape. Back in with the beef and bacon chunks. Stir stir and heat on high till it's bubbling good. Turn heat to medium low and let it simmer the rest of the day. I'll stir it once in a while, add crushed garlic, and add some stock if it reduces too much.

Our home smells... wonderful.

Now, what to serve it on?

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"Do not confuse "duty" with what other people expect of you; they are utterly different. Duty is a debt you owe to yourself to fulfill obligations you have assumed voluntarily. Paying that debt can entail anything from years of patient work to instant willingness to die. Difficult it may be, but the reward is self-respect.

But there is no reward at all for doing what other people expect of you, and to do so is not merely difficult, but impossible. It is easier to deal with a footpad than it is with the leech who wants "just a few minutes of your time, please — this won't take long." Time is your total capital, and the minutes of your life are painfully few. If you allow yourself to fall into the vice of agreeing to such requests, they quickly snowball to the point where these parasites will use up 100 percent of your time — and squawk for more!
So learn to say No — and to be rude about it when necessary.
Otherwise you will not have time to carry out your duty, or to do your own work, and certainly no time for love and happiness. The termites will nibble away your life and leave none of it for you.

(This rule does not mean that you must not do a favor for a friend, or even a stranger. But let the choice be yours. Don't do it because it is "expected" of you.)"