Monday, April 2, 2012

Baa Baa Black Sheeps - Friends, Food and Firearms

Up bright and early, Barkley and I headed out Saturday. It was a weekend with Midwest Chick and Mr. B. That is always fun, especially when other friends are planning on joining us for a little bit. A front came through with heavy rain that curtailed the planned lumberjack activities (which will occur another weekend) but there WAS a weekend gun show that morning (where a clock was purchased, yes, Clock, not Glock :-)

Saturday, after the gun show, when I arrived, there were books and baking and a lovely dinner out in town at one of their favorite restaurants (thanks Mr. B.!) and then home for fun with movies and videos. Sunday morning, Og and family stopped by after church for a visit, probably drawn to the smell of Amish BACON!

After breakfast, Barkley was thrilled to curl up with a root beer with the Oglette, who relayed her adventures in learning to drive (or being a Bush pilot, one of the two :-)

There was much discussion on guns, travel, including TSA seizing personal grooming utensils, (watch out for the unibrow unibomber) and many things involving engineering and physics.

The morning gave way to afternoon, the Og family had to head home and soon it was time to start dinner. Mr. B. and EJ, our favorite engineer, stuffed pork chops in the kitchen, while MidWest Chick and I watched NASCAR (yes, you heard that right).

Those two gentlemen are the best cooks on the planet, so after MC and I made 3 loaves of homemade bread from her recipe (which will be posted later in the week) including one studded with garlic, Parmesan, and red and black pepper, we enjoyed just chilling at 180 mph while they created.

While the grill was heating up, EJ got a reminder, last chance for the e-Postal shoot from Mr. Completely 's blog. I'd not heard of it before, but several times a year, apparently, the contest is run. Folks print out the designated target and then mail or scan and send in their results. This one involved, not hitting tiny targets, but hitting AROUND them. Namely one with flies on it. We have a printer, we a place to shoot, being out in the country and all, and with 45 minutes before dinner, let's go!

I LIKE it! The firearm was Mr. B.'s Rugar 10-22, which I'd never had the opportunity to pick up and shoot before.

Oops, somebody winged one.

EJ was all set to formally enter the contest so he read the instructions carefully before we left the house and set up at the same required distance. He'd not shot the Ruger before either, but you'd not have known from watching.

We both agreed that it's a great little gun. Apparently there are so many accessories for it, I think you can actually have a Ruger 10-22 that doesn't have a single Ruger part in it. :-). At a little over $250, I'm told, I'm definitely buying one when I get home, for inexpensive, fun, plinking.

Back into the house we went. Not knowing who all was going to make it for dinner, there were a number of chops on the grill as the dogs sat in puddles of drool by the deck. The pork was stuffed with Mr. B's secret mixture of seasoned bread crumbs and spices, 25 year old Wisconsin cheddar, a dollop of ranch dressing and sour cream. They were about 3 inches thick so the menfolk sealed them with toothpicks and rubbed the outside with a secret, smoky blend of spices (they didn't say they'd have to kill us if they gave us the secret but there was mention made of giving them the remote during Caution if they told us, so I still don't know what's in them).

The pork was served with fresh, lightly cooked asparagus tossed with a bit of oil and balsamic vinegar, a dash of soy sauce and magic and then tossed with freshly grated Parmesan. With that were stuffed cheesy mushrooms and the home made bread, which was fragrant with the crushed red pepper, cheese and garlic. Midwest Chick and I sort of experimented with one of the three loaves, agreeing that you really can't mess it up. I told her "come on, it's homemade bread, if it's really bad, just run it over in the driveway at high speed and call it flat bread."

Everyone gathers around the table, family style.

Watch your 9 o'clock!

Thanks everyone! We'll do it again soon (and don't forget to check out Mr. Completely's blog for the next e-Postal match!)