Sunday was actually Day 2 for this meal. Hick ain't playin' when he fills a plate. This time he required me to break out the picnic/school lunch tray, so he'd have room for all his selections. In fact, he even turned down a home-grown tomato from a buddy, because "I think this is probably plenty." No need to take up valuable stomach real estate with a vegetable, heh, heh! Yes, I gave Hick a fork, but I think he was licking it after forking his pork chop onto the tray.
You can't tell from this photo, but the pork chops were thick, and quite juicy. Even Hick agreed that they turned out better with Shake N Bake than when he grilled the others on GassyG Jr. Hick loves Stove Top Stuffing. The biscuits are the store-brand peel-apart flaky layers kind. The green beans and potatoes were from a can, but I simmered them for two hours with bacon and a diced onion.
I have never pretended to be a gourmet chef. I dish up reasonably tasty food, and I can make it healthier if the eater is receptive to such a concept. We are simple people. Much like Hick can turn an old shack into a safe, livable house with no frills, I can plate a meal that will satisfy hunger and not make you sick. We are simple, basic people, living a simple, basic life.
I preferred a fresh tomato to the stuffing. And I don't like my food juices running all over the place. I don't mind if they mix, or the foods touch each other. That's not my pecadillo. I just don't like sloppy food.
Thursday, we're having a cookout with The Pony. Not sure what I'll feed Hick between now and then. He has leftover green beans and stuffing and biscuits. I think he'll get Buffalo chicken chunks for his main course. Too spicy for me. I'll rummage through the pantry and freezer. I think I have some sardines in mustard sauce hiding there. Hick is not a fan. I need to start saving room for the cookout. And I don't mean in the pantry or freezer.
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