Quoting Michael Loo to Nancy Backus on 08-10-19 07:59 <=-

Replying from the Pond.....

(is yuckshire a typo, or intentional...?)

So this baseball player, I think Fats Fothergill, got
into an argument with the umpire, and they got into it
close up, and the ump sprayed the player, whereupon Fats
spat in his face. The ump said, mine was an accident!,
and the player said, mine was intentional! Which got
him thrown out of the game and fined a week's salary,
whereupon Fats said "the fine was more than I expectorated."

Hmmm... a fortuitous typo, then... (G)

Mine was, in fact, intentional. And the ball player
was Stanley "Frenchy" Bordagaray, not Fats Fothergill.

Ah, ok... And you got the "F" right, sorta... ;)

You were suggesting the possibility of cooking slices longer in
a pan as one option (I thought), wouldn't that give something
resembling drippings...?

Depends on the length.

Oh, ok... ;)

And my idea was to sous-vide or foil-cook to a
reasonable temperature and then crank the grill,
which would be not be healthy for the drippings.

Agreed that wouldn't preserve drippings... I thought that was a
different option, though...

And how nice for my eyes to have been acute enough (just)
to recognize the location.

That, too... :)

It was a touch and go thing.

But in keeping with your abilities as a navigator despite it all.. :)

Rather, and they had all the responsibilities for leftovers
that a host would have without the advantages of having
had the picnic,

Oh, they at least had the benefit of visitors, and someone else
cooking for them... ;) And none of the responsibilities for planning things.... ;)

Seems, too, that the grandboys don't visit nearly
as often as would be wished.

That seems to often be a given... when one has the grands, of course...

Our plan was to take them out for a local color lunch, and their plan had been to take us out for a local color lunch, but I overruled all that and made stuff out of what we had.

After all, there was such an abundant supply of it... :)

We should have stayed another few days to eat up all
the perishables, but Bonnie had a concert to play in
before we cut loose for across the pond.

"Miles to go before I sleep" and all that.... ;)

Something like that: miles to go before the
leftovers spoil.

That was somewhat my thinking Monday night when I warmed up some
leftover cabbage from El Latino (Sunday's meal) to go with the eggplant rollettes I served for Monday's supper... wasn't likely otherwise to be
eaten before it spoiled, since I was leaving for the rest of the week.

Burt has stooped a bit and is a little plumper than he was,
his height settling into girth more or less, and Shirley is
as lovely as ever, perky despite her recent travails. I
hope they last a good long time more, enough to have them
attend at least one more picnic.

We'll just have to continue to schedule picnics close enough to them..

For sure.

Quite doable....

We do have a southern contingent to think of: of
course, back when, there were a couple picnics each
year in widely separated locations.

And those even took into account different continents... before my time, though.... And then there's the northwestern contingent....

ttyl neb

... I went to a seafood rave last week and pulled a mussel.

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