Showing posts with label Superb Owl. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Superb Owl. Show all posts

Sunday, February 8, 2026

Halftime

It is Super Bowl Sunday and naturally, halftime fare around here is highly likely to feature venison brats. 


Pan-seared much like they’re done on a flattop in the Fatherland.  Slowly finished in white wine and imported, barrel-cured kraut. 


Kaiser roll and chips.

Pretty good chow if you can get it….

Sunday, February 13, 2022

Game Day

Ole and Sven die in a snowmobiling accident, drunker than skunks, And go to Hell. The Devil observes that they are really enjoying themselves. He says to them 'Doesn't the heat and smoke bother you?' Ole replies, 'Vell, ya know, ve're from nordern Minnesooota, da land of snow an ice, an ve're yust happy fer a chance ta varm up a little bit, ya know.'

The devil decides that these two aren't miserable enough and turns up the heat even more. When he returns to the room of the two from Minnesota , the devil finds them in light jackets and hats, grilling Walleye and drinking beer. The devil is astonished and exclaims, 'Everyone down here is in misery, and you two seem to be enjoying yourselves?' Sven replies, 'Vell, ya know, ve don't git too much varm veather up dere at da Falls, so ve've yust got ta haff a fish fry vhen da veather's dis nice.'

The devil is absolutely furious. He can hardly see straight. Finally he comes up with the answer. The two guys love the heat because they have been cold all their lives. The devil decides to turn all the heat off in Hell. 
 
The next morning, the temperature is 60 below zero, icicles are hanging everywhere, and people are shivering so bad that they are unable to wail, moan or gnash their teeth. The devil smiles and heads for the room with Ole and Sven. He gets there and finds them back in their parkas, bomber hats, and mittens. They are jumping up and down, cheering, yelling and screaming like mad men.

The devil is dumbfounded, 'I don't understand, when I turn up the heat you're happy. Now its freezing cold and you're still happy. What is wrong with you two?'

They both look at the devil in surprise and say, 'Vell, don't ya know, if hell iss froze over, dat must mean da Vikings von da Super Bowl.'

 

Tuesday, September 16, 2014

Superb Owl Salsa

With the gardening season winding down to the finish one of the ways you can use-up alot of remnants is by making salsa.

Last weekend I picked 70 tomatoes, blanched, cored and skinned them and cut them into my largest stainless pot.  Then I added garden onions, peppers and carrots.  One store-bought jalapeno pepper, garlic and spices.



Heat it to a slow simmer and transfer to sterilized jars, add lids and bands and process in a hot water bath for 40 minutes.  Remove to cool.  When the lids pop your jars are sealed.


Yields four gallons of what I call Superb Owl salsa...


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