uncle grumpy paid me a visit yesterday at the water facility.. he needed a couple of sample bottles for testing a water-well and the lab required forms…
he also brought me an early christmas gift… at least a half dozen thick slices of skillet sized dry cured country ham from his recent trip to kentucky… i could’nt wait to get home and test this treat….
i got home about four-thirty and drug out my favorite cast-iron skillet… turned on the burner and waited with anticipation til the temperature was just right… before gently laying this blast from the past into the sizzling grease..
the longer it cooked the louder it smelled… soon carolyn’s dogs were scratching on the door.. wanting outside rather than in….
carolyn arrived home from work just as this seasoned piece of hog’s ass reached perfection… she entered the back door and headed in the direction of the kitchen , but stopped short…. what’s that gosh-awful smell… are you cooking with your shoes off or has something died ?
neither , i said… grumpy brought us some kentucky ham for christmas… she walked right past the stove and opened the refrigerator door…. came out with a pot of left-over stew and proclaimed she would not be dining on anything that smelled like dirty feet….
i made me a sandwich from a single slice of the most moist tender piece of heaven to cross my lips in quite some time.. it was wonderful despite the stinch still lingering in the air….
i’ll take the other slices to ed’s breakfast feed on saturday to get the reaction from that bunch of seasoned hog-butchers….as carolyn forbid me from cooking anymore kentucky ham in the same building where she had to sleep…
thanks grumpy !! you killed two birds with one stone… gave me some really great ham and got those infernal lap dogs out of the house for a while !….. carolyn will forget the whole incident in a few days and life will be back to normal…. just hope i didn’t ruin my cast iron skillet….
poison pen…
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