And then there was the time........
But first we gotta go back to the time grandpa was tak'n care of me. It were the summer of 1951 and Billy was "dumped" off at grandpa's house. Not really a house, but his old closed down grocery store. We had 3 rooms and a bath, shotgun style. Gramps was 67 year old and Billy was 10 year old. What a combination. He was ail'n at that time and Billy was just get'n into "adventures".
In the basement of this old grocery store was all kind of adventurous stuff to play with. Over there in the corner sat this bicycle what must'a come cross the ocean on the Santa Maria or something like that. It didn't have brakes like most modern day bicycles of that day and age had. Weren't no air in the tires, but I knowed someone what had a pump. Down the street went Billy push'n this old brakeless bicycle what was also too big for him to ride.
After the tires was aired up, I clumb up on that seat and away I did go. Rid'n up and down the street like I knowed something bout rid'n a bike. After bout a week of minor crashes and a few scratches, I were a professional bicycle rider on a bicycle what had no brakes. I were ready for some adventure. Put my cowboy duds on and rode off into the sunset,,,bout a hunert mile a hour down the hill, down the sidewalk and round the corner. Holy crap, I were go'n too fast and I ain't got no brakes. Off in the ditch and slap down into a big ol' culvert thingy I went....head first. That were the biggest goose egg I ever see my entire life....and hurt worster than a broken heart The old brakeless bicycle was a total mess. Busted the front tire and all that air leaked out with a whooosh.. Bent the front wheel in all kind of tangles up and forks was bend back against the frame. Half the handle bars was broke slap off. Gonna have to find me a different horse to ride....this one is "dead".
Got me a pan of biscuits in the solar oven, but wouldn't ya know it, here come the clouds. Fire up the isnside over to 400 deg and put them suckers in there. Here in just a few minutes, old Billy Bob gonna be eat'n fresh baked biscuits and sausage gravy.
Ok...eat'em up time....laters.
Biscuits and gravy, can't beat that.
ReplyDeleteDizzy, it were all pesky neighbor Wayne's fault. Ya see, he comes over and says..."guess what I had for breakfast"? That did it....it was 50 degs out and I went and fired up the solar over to bake me some biscuits. Then I went inside and brewed me up a skillet of sausage gravy. Anyhows, you right, they were delicious.
ReplyDeleteYep, one of my favorite breakfast choices.. Course now days seeing as how I am gettin older and lazy. I found a canned gravy that works pretty good. I have to add a bit of flour to get it to really thicken up but makes a good eatin breakfast.
ReplyDeleteBen, by the time you get that can open and season it up to your taste buds, I can brew up a big ol' skillet full "real" sausage and gravy what will melt in your mouth. Well.maybe not quite that fast, but say....5 minutes?
ReplyDeleteI'm thinking that I need to make a detour on my way from Kansas City to Nashville to wherever da house is parked next year to just see if your gravy is really that good. :)
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