resplendent and excellent.
yuuuuuuuuuuuuuup.
we doo-doo that cornucopian cuisine sh!t.
so much food.
almost too much, even.
which is to say-
the right amount.
after all,
we're showing our gratitude and generosity
like bingeing barbarians with viking values
and lightning-stiking thunder bringing virtues, right?
you know it, my ninjas.
the menu was expert,
the volume was loud,
the food was fresh,
and the style was hard.
all the elements and ingredients aligned
to create a moment of pure activated participation
that went all the way to eleven.
since i usually never post enough pictures,
i'm prepared to overcompensate right now.
shark-glutton explosions from the future?
check the teleport, and loosen your belts,
just seeing the heaping helpings should expand
your minds, and your waistlines:
it's because she's the best one.
and that's a fact.
what do you ninjas know about cranberry sauce?
did you say orange zest?
c'mon,
that's amateur action.
and that's not invited to our party...
maple syrup, apple cider, brown sugar....
that's right.
it's a thing.
how about gravy?
rue the day you don't taste my roux, duders.
double gravy is what's up.
and speaking of what's up-
butter-braised baked brussels sprouts know what time it is-
baby cabbage nubs need company,
so we activated the nutrients in a big-A* pan.
parsnips, celery, rutabaga, swee' potatoes, onions, carrots,
and sundried cranberries,
plus apple-smoked sea salt and herbs!
too much?
no such thing, baby.
*
neighbors,
we had a tofurkey, too.
whatever, F*ers.
'taters, baby carrots, and onions always accompany the roast.
those round balls of 'furkey remind me of rocky horror every time.
what a guy, makes you cry......
....und i did.
now what do you guys know about
butternut squash/swee' 'tato/tempeh bacon homefries?
with smoked paprika for extra worthiness!
now try to comprehend the level of hottness that gravy adds.
does your brain hurt from trying?
DAS IT!
we're not afraid of starch up here, friends.
put it all together and what do you get?
did i mention the garlic mashed potatoes
and the collard-type green leafies?
we GOT they, guys.
and the soysage/maple cornbread stuffed dressing?!
it goes beyond eleven.
fact.
-
how do i show myself as grateful for the time i've been given?
what do i do to give out some praise and thanks
for my peoples and the places and things and all of that?
which gesture do i display as a symbol of my
full-blown professional appreciation for What Is?
wow.
good guess.
exactly.
i choose the wrench:
second helpings, mutha-F*ers!!!
warrior poetry in gravy-soaked stanzas
of raging gastric stormswept berserker gluttony.
wu-TANG!!
that's like seven pounds of food in two plates.
*
did somebody say pie?
why, yes,
i'd LOVE some pie.
and not one little tiny bit runny.
huh?
is that it?
what are you?
an A*-hole?
c'mon.
of course there's a little tiny bit more.
the Folk Life & Liberty Fortress is a fully-functional
utilitarian compound for really realness.
-
want to test the mettle of our metal?
it's cast iron, b!tches!
chestnuts roasting on an open flippin' fire.
indoors.
***********
y'know what makes it worth it?
my family and my peoples and our place in the world.
don't think for one second i take any of it for granted.
no way.
fat, ugly, and happy.
sated, for the moment, on real life.
it's all really happening,
that's the whole point;
never quiet, never soft.....
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