tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post8033095562076961045..comments2024-03-28T09:00:54.543-04:00Comments on Bless Our Hearts: Adventures In GrandparentingMs. Moonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09776404747858099919noreply@blogger.comBlogger21125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-67175165811231156262019-05-08T04:50:28.364-04:002019-05-08T04:50:28.364-04:00Smoked mullet is the food of the gods.Smoked mullet is the food of the gods.That Hankhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05514310999129694443noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-18695159055704005542019-05-07T10:29:24.199-04:002019-05-07T10:29:24.199-04:00I too love that first photo of the boys. Their exp...I too love that first photo of the boys. Their expressions are wonderful, August focused on the drilling with all his might, and Levon focused on his Mer Mer. 37paddingtonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12400464105403622384noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-50651804074583956372019-05-06T02:56:10.739-04:002019-05-06T02:56:10.739-04:00I think that first picture of the guys is amazing....I think that first picture of the guys is amazing. Elizabethhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03313726816776097840noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-80557046790972720082019-05-05T15:02:20.029-04:002019-05-05T15:02:20.029-04:00The things little kids come out with! It can stop ...The things little kids come out with! It can stop you in your tracks. "Bye for now!" indeed.Yorkshire Puddinghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06019673884543913089noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-36067476217895634662019-05-05T13:49:55.718-04:002019-05-05T13:49:55.718-04:00Steve- I didn't know what a drill press was ei...Steve- I didn't know what a drill press was either but as soon as Glen started using his, I thought, "Damn. That must be a drill press!" Ms. Moonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09776404747858099919noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-13709818516172463142019-05-05T13:49:02.971-04:002019-05-05T13:49:02.971-04:00I'm sure that where we grew up has a lot to do...I'm sure that where we grew up has a lot to do with what our food preferences end up being. <br />We did have a lovely day. Ms. Moonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09776404747858099919noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-56231650360354104772019-05-05T13:48:14.783-04:002019-05-05T13:48:14.783-04:00Oh, thank you both! I love you ladies. Oh, thank you both! I love you ladies. Ms. Moonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09776404747858099919noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-70677032048927150102019-05-05T13:47:51.269-04:002019-05-05T13:47:51.269-04:00He probably would although eventually he'd mis...He probably would although eventually he'd miss his mama and daddy and brother. But he's quite frankly spoiled here and he knows it. Ms. Moonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09776404747858099919noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-89195404619204595472019-05-05T13:46:58.753-04:002019-05-05T13:46:58.753-04:00If you like smoked salmon, try smoked mullet. It i...If you like smoked salmon, try smoked mullet. It is delicious! Ms. Moonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09776404747858099919noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-79984724302360882642019-05-05T13:46:34.822-04:002019-05-05T13:46:34.822-04:00That's so funny and also, so sad! Is your sist...That's so funny and also, so sad! Is your sister also a vegetarian? Her argument would hold a lot more water if she is! (Haha!) <br />We who grew up on or nearby a coast with lots of rivers and lakes grew up eating lots of seafood and fish. Sometimes out of necessity but mostly because we know what's good! I feel lucky to have been able to eat such fresh fish most of my life. Ms. Moonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09776404747858099919noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-78238107906079143122019-05-05T13:43:20.626-04:002019-05-05T13:43:20.626-04:00Mullet has always been a staple around this area. ...Mullet has always been a staple around this area. I'm sure that it provided the protein required for life for many, many people. And probably still does. It's a delicious fish if cooked the day it is caught. It is also amazing when smoked. It has healthy oils in it and is readily available for netting. And sometimes, yes! It does indeed just jump right in the boat! It's also an important part of the eco-system. Dolphin actually cooperatively herd and beach mullet in great feedings. And are a staple at church fish dinners! Not to mention fundraisers for fire departments. <br />Yep. Kids are born who they are. That has been quite clear to me since I had my first. Ms. Moonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09776404747858099919noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-9654936877236139942019-05-05T13:39:37.570-04:002019-05-05T13:39:37.570-04:00There's a long tradition of eating mullet in F...There's a long tradition of eating mullet in Florida. It's not seen as a particularly fancy fish, but I don't think it's sneered at, either. In fact, a lot of people get downright wistful about the days of huge mullet runs, rarely if ever seen now that so much of the waterfront property is developed and the water in the intracoastal waterways is no longer as clean as it once was.Steve Reedhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11684120060438252945noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-57140217505328791162019-05-05T13:35:17.213-04:002019-05-05T13:35:17.213-04:00"Bye for now!" Ha!
That fried mullet di..."Bye for now!" Ha!<br /><br />That fried mullet dinner looks good to me. I'm glad you checked out the post office and had a good day all around.<br /><br />I don't even know what a drill press is.Steve Reedhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11684120060438252945noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-13835419679515546072019-05-05T09:57:00.236-04:002019-05-05T09:57:00.236-04:00I'm not a fish lover, having grown up on the p...I'm not a fish lover, having grown up on the prairies. I'm glad you had a lovely day, and your grandkids did too. My life so farhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16721270441968035994noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-38453425487404345632019-05-05T08:10:44.909-04:002019-05-05T08:10:44.909-04:00Beautiful, Bless Our Hearts is always a treat. Beautiful, Bless Our Hearts is always a treat. Johttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08988685736635515808noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-88279558188952500852019-05-05T00:50:37.165-04:002019-05-05T00:50:37.165-04:00When I get home at night, I take off my gawd awful...When I get home at night, I take off my gawd awful bra and all my other 'outside' clothes, put on my pajamas and bathrobe and slippers. Even before I feed the animals or make tea. Then I relax on the couch. (she says with a sigh)<br /><br />Your blog is like that. I'm comforted and held in your kind regard. And I am so grateful you and your family (and chickens and gardens and all other critters)exist. For the love and the southern comfort food and your sweet selves. <br /><br />Thank you Mz Mary, for all of it. BTW, it's never boring...beth coyotehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04671290135595711572noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-15611891259304195422019-05-04T21:46:27.384-04:002019-05-04T21:46:27.384-04:00I'm glad you all had a good day. I think Augus...I'm glad you all had a good day. I think August might stay in your house all the time if he could.ehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11376645220662546020noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-36320491589754191142019-05-04T21:38:33.069-04:002019-05-04T21:38:33.069-04:00I've never had mullet. On the Gulf side of Flo...I've never had mullet. On the Gulf side of Florida I've seen smoked mullet and that doesn't sound appealing. But fried! Fried is always good!!Catrinahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17408495829569772826noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-31846812737429166092019-05-04T21:29:16.619-04:002019-05-04T21:29:16.619-04:00Before I go--before she came to that firm fish con...Before I go--before she came to that firm fish conclusion, but definitely on the way to it, we had fish filets for supper. My sister questioned the shape of the fish, still attached along the back, but flattened out. One brother kindly and graphically explained the process of gutting and cleaning a fish. "That's awful," said my four year old sister. My dad said, with a grin, "It certainly is!" At ten years older, I was the only one who caught dad's pun, and he and I uncharitably laughed until tears rolled. He eventually explained awful-offal to her. That may have been the last time she ate fish. If she did.Joanne Noragonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16601010208310707750noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-9998928190427666862019-05-04T21:22:52.694-04:002019-05-04T21:22:52.694-04:00I'm not so sure about mullet, but I could wolf...I'm not so sure about mullet, but I could wolf down all the rest of that St. Elizabeth AME lunch in a heartbeat. One time when we were both young, my sister said she would never eat anything that drank the water it pooped in, and for all that is an unreasonable evaluation of an entire species, it transferred to me, too. That slaw looks good enough to eat. I think about my Methodist church ladies working in their big kitchen, right out of the fifties, making turkey and stuffing and mashed taters and gravy and dressing and thinking, only a Scrooge could not support that kind of dedication and work.Joanne Noragonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16601010208310707750noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-43539968888557627492019-05-04T20:52:53.144-04:002019-05-04T20:52:53.144-04:00mullet. that's what we've come to. eating ...mullet. that's what we've come to. eating mullet. we sneered at mullet when I was growing up. one day when my brother was out in his little motor boat in the canal, a mullet jumped and landed in his boat. we all thought that was hysterical. <br /><br />those boys are a delight. they are all so different. so themselves. from the day they are born.ellen abbotthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00535475792150335186noreply@blogger.com