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- Aunty Belle
- Aunty Belle is taken from Antebellum, a time of civility and respect fer the foundations of Western Civilization. Y'all can find me rockin' on the porches most days. Be neighborly and come sit a spell. Bring yore dawgs. Mah iced tea is the best, evah.(About yore third visit mah Cracker-speak will become intelligible. I'se sorry iffin' new folks find it odd) We's lighthearted on the Front porch http://abporkrinds.blogspot.com/ so iffin' ya want some high octane debate, jes c'mon around to the Back Porch.http://auntybelles.blogspot.com/
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Makes me want to sit in the sun and enjoy a lazy Sunday brunch.
Couldn't ya jes' taste that souffle?? I'm wif' ya' NYD, a lazy brunch sounds like mah speed.
This video transported Aunty back to a day on the Camino pilgrimage , on the French side of the Pyrenees, On the back of a mountain whar' the sound of sheep/ goats wif' bells was in the same misty air ya see heah, an Lo! Along came a shepherd: In his jeep,in Levis, a plaid shirt an' some rockin' boots. I figgered his daddy owned the mountain and the next two I had to cross.
NYD, on the words "enjoy a lazy" --I had a very recent conversation wif' ole lady what's a guidance teacher, former gifted teacher in a country one north of us. We's in a social set up, so she din't git too technical on me, but she said all this ADD, an ADHD stuff wuz waaa-ay outa proportion now--
That most of the kids on drugs fer this ain't true ADD a'tall, but that the real trouble be gross, systemic fatigue years long-- kids whose parents is rushin' them heah an' theah, this class, that sport. Nobody ever sat eatin' an apaple in a tree wif' a book in they lap. Her take was simply that kiddies never had a chance to PROCESS all they were taking in. No time to build categories and linkages by reflection and day dreamin'. So they wee minds is all fidgety tryin' to cram all they learn into some as yet unformed perspective or context. I'se no edoocater but...Anyhoo, the idea of a lazy brunch is mah idea of better than valium or ritalin or whatever.
The idea is good, perhaps humbly noble. It just isn't really doable unless you are independently wealthy.
I still cook, as bachelors go, as much from scratch as possible. Easy enough being nearly a carnivore. But at one time, with my last fiancee, if we spent way too much doing it, I cooked as good as a chef, given that I had no prep or side chefs (you really need those for serious cuisine). A saucier is what I would have preferred if given a side chef.
I kept my meals to one a day, she had to fend for herself beyond that if there were usually leftovers and enough stores to make many things. But those meals were gorgeous. I definitely miss that. I loved having 41 spices and herbs, and I knew how to blend them for certain profiles.
I'd raise goats if health allowed, here. For milk, extra meat, and cheese if possible. But I think that would be a bit more than even a healthy one-man-band could reasonably do. I need a wife and some kids to help, and cover for my delicate condition at times. :p
Ohh, stunning! I can taste the cheese, the soufflé!
I too have a Pyrenees story, on the Spanish side though. I was traveling with a friend in a very beat up old vw bug. This was decades ago. We got lost on a road going up the mountain that got worse and worse. It finally dead ended. We got out, enjoyed the scenery when I man came walking over the hill through a field. He was young, in a white shirt with baggy pants and carrying on his shoulders the most beautiful curly haired little boy. I thought I was in a movie. :-)
I'm thinking you might need to get rid of anonymous comments, aunty. It helped me with spam.
I think Blogger must not have a very good spam filter. WP does pretty well for me (but now WP is spamming my posts with Ads forced on me, grrr!).
But to the subject. In cast you have lost track, Haiku Monday is at Serendipity's this time.
http://serendipitouswildmoments.wordpress.com/2013/04/11/haiku-monday-challenge-theme-is-persistence/
Come join in.
Serendipity
Many, many moons ago, I stayed at a dairy and cheese farm in the northern part of the Netherlands.
It was a bit stinky, but I loved it!
I would go back in a heartbeat!
Thanks for taking me back to the lovely French countryside that I fell in love with 20+ years ago!
Doom,
I best youse a fun fella to cook wif'. AN' I'se wishin' fer a few goats, too.
Diana. hey thar'! Ya' know, it must be somethin' about those Pyrenees fellas...I wuz gonna say this yougn man were eye candy, but din't wanna be unseemly...anyhoo, ya' described it perfectly--like a scene in a movie.
As fer Spam, GRRRRRR!! Sick of it--what's wif' blogger these days--never used to be a major issue. Thanks fer comin' over.
Serendipity, I'll be thar!!
Blazng, I hear ya'! It is lovely and one reason,mayhap, is that they still ahve smaller farms--they have that loved an' lived in look--not all mechanized.
I wuz in Roquefort a few years ago--uchhh, really realllllly stinky.
what a beautiful life affirming and totally correct film. this is the best way - it is doable. there are many levels you dont have to have an outfit as high tech and design lovely as Yan's. You could start with say, a few backyard chickens! there is a terrible disconnect from real things; i thought i was in it until i started being outside all the time for real. the important point is dont postpone your dreams and aspirations. start in someway however small.
thank you AUnty for posting!
i made goat cheese a few summers back -wrote about it on chickory - 'member? anywhoo, it was really fun. you have to pull on the teats pretty hard!
Lovely photography and message. There is a need to reconnect with what is real which nurtures mankind.
Great find and wonderful of yu to pay it forward.
@ Chickory I think you give good advice by saying "start" .... so many of us seem to not be willing to begin at the beginning.
FISHY
on his mac
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