Great stuff in this thread! Just the other day, having completed a reading of Christopher Morley's "The Haunted Bookshop" I found myself fixing up a dinner of eggs Samuel Butler! It came out fantastic, though how wrong can a person go piling toast with a few slices of bacon, sauteed mushrooms...
I live a long way from any place that serves fresh cannoli and as such have learned to fix 'em myself. This here is from a recent batch served with a bit of Moka Pot espresso and amaretto.
And here's the pile just before serving:
I am currently, slowly restoring quite a few golden era wood working tools. Today my son and I are working on sharpening some chisels with the hand grinder and Arkansas stones.
Thank you, it's something my wife and I are keen to nurture for our son. Neither my wife or I were reared in a rural setting or remotely self sufficient, though we both were reared hearing stories about and visiting the members of our families that did and do. It's something we've both aspired...
While my son was feeding the chickens the other day an ornery rooster went after him and knocked him down. He's fine, my son I mean, we ate the rooster. We had a few extra roosters and were going to be culling at least one. I asked my son if he'd like to eat the one that, as he put it, tried...
Some adventuring this week. My son helping to saddle my mount, test out that McClellan Saddle, play some 1880s Baseball, and eat some cornbread and beans:
Exactly right. Which is not to say he does not enjoy a bit of tv or film, but much the same as with cheeseburgers and cookies, everything in moderation.
I've been working on the restoration of felling and bucking saws for processing firewood for the wood stove. The first is a Warranted Superior One Man Crosscut, the second a no-name bow saw that I found. Both are absolutely fantastic, great fun to use and all that without the noise of a chainsaw.
Thank you. I try to offer him all opportunities to learn and be creative. It's heartwarming and humbling to see some of the wild things he comes up with and the ideas he combines in play. And really he is far more fun a person to spend time with because of it I think.
I saw these articles on Hammett, one regarding a book filled with various tales of the "Continental Op" and also a newly uncovered story, "The Glass That Laughed" and thought both worth the share...
The Poison Belt, written by Arthur Conan Doyle. I am of course familiar with many if not all of the stories of Holmes and Watson, and I have read The Lost World a few times over the years. That said I have not, until now, read any other of the Doyle novels or stories that follow the further...
That pretty well sums up my feelings on the film. That was such a great start, and it quickly unravels after that. I especially love the line about automatic rifles:
Quatermain: Automatic rifles. Who in God's name has automatic rifles?
Hunter: Dashed unsporting. Probably Belgian.
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