The rodeo is over. No participants injured, all the animals are fine.
I worked the chuck wagon crew, cooking. The crowd ate a lot of hamburgers, fries, and nachos. Hot dogs didn't sell. But, our chuck wagon crew makes a great hamburger. Another guy and I were in the cook shack, and a crew of ladies were in the concession stand, pushing food out the window.
Before I left for the arena last night, Belle and I put a pound of red beans and a pound of sausage in the crock pot, turned it on LOW, and let it bump. We'll eat red beans and rice later today
We're under a dry spell, finally, during August. I'm going to finish this cup of coffee, fire up the lawn mower and cut my ditches. They need it.
Y'all have a blessed Sunday.
"the hotdogs didn't sell"
ReplyDeleteNow that's interesting. Just a random day or something afoot in "what we eat" as a people?