Commissar Theocritus wrote:Dear Che'. I applaud, as always your vim and vigor. If we do not have the barbecue soon, do you think that their flavor would be improved by feeing them blueberries? Nero Wolfe thought it worked with chickens. But we should always keep up their juices; the time for desiccation is when you're making jerky.

Last night I cooked a roast and here, in Culo del Pecos, I could not get a good one and it didn't have enough fat and although perfectly roasted, was dry. What about a beer bong of good olive oil for the RRRRs? No Big Macs, of course; that Texaco rest room smell would permeate the meat.

As for sides. Being a Texan, potato salad is a must, but we'll have to get in touch with Pinkie to get into her stash of good potatoes. That, er, dear comrade happens to keep the good potatoes for herself, I find. (Note, Che': you cannot trust a comrade. Except for me, of course.)

I have a radical idea. While the meat is smoking, let's just sear some of the choicer cuts, put on toasted brioche, and cover with béarnaise. Some people strain the tarragon and shallots from the sauce, but if they're minced finely enough, and Bruno is <i>very</i> good at mincing, I find that the texture is improved on slices of RRRR.

Grigori E.R. wrote:Cowboy Follow-Up

Peoples Collective Small Town NC
Report:

Very tired from double shifts, but we here at the PC-STNC very happy. Happy that whole world loves us again.
Rumor is spreading around the workers that World Clock to reset on Jan. 1 to year
O. Comrades. Could this be true?

Paid visit to BC friend (not. but he does make a good cup of coffee). He's in his rocking chair drinking his morning coffee and smoking one of cheap cigarettes he buys in SC.
Dogs are just staring at me. I quickly sit down.

Special note: When he's not looking each dog takes turns biting me in butt. Is why I sit down quickly. Asked him about this. He says dogs have special training. They can smell communist.
Comrades. Man is MONSTER!

I ask; " Why the peoples like Cowboy ? "

He says;

" I grew up in the city of Baltimore, State of Maryland. The State Motto was "Fatti Maschii Parole Femine" which means Manly Deeds, Feminine Words. I always took it to mean Manly Deeds, Soft Spoken.

One of your comrades at the Cube ( Commissar Theocritus) was commenting about how Cowboys don't say a whole lot. If they do it's very few in words. They see something that needs doing, they do it and go about their business. This is something millions of Americans do every day. They can identify. That's why we like cowboys.

Sorry for the spying. I just wanted to see how my student was doing.

One last thing. Scene in the first Indiana Jones movie. Giant Arab wielding a huge sword. Waving it about expertly. Indy turns, sees the Arab, promptly shoots him with his revolver and walks off. It's kind of the thing people mean when they say "Cowboy UP"

Comrades. Head is spinning. Cowboys and Indiana Jones? This man is pure EVIL. Now Cowboy UP?