Way back in 1988,
I wrote down this very poem on a paper plate.
It was in my room and very late.
But, hey, the very next day,
This very poem got a "A."
VM
Monday, January 16, 2017
Saturday, January 7, 2017
Oh No! Biffle's Smoke House BBQ Closed!
Quite by accident, I just found out on the internet that Biffle's Smoke House BBQ in Concordia, Missouri has closed, as the owners retired and moved to Phoenix. Good for them. Lousy for anybody straying too far from Kansas City and needing some real Kansas City barbecue on the road.
They now sell their wonderful sauce online at www.bifflesbbq.com, but they are not at the restaurant off I-70 any more. (Maybe I can get a free case of sauce from them for their link here, posted for all 3 people that ever read this blog)!
OH NO, MY PERSONAL KC BBQ WORLD IS CRASHING DOWN!!!
Quick's Seventh Street.... GONE!
Biffle's.... GONE!
Mr. Epps... GONE or BACK? He never could decide and I can't keep track; somebody please drive over by Stan's and tell me what's going on next door. Get yourself a $1.99 Po-Boy sandwich if the sign is out, I'll pay.
Ricky's Pit... GONE too deep in the 'hood for even a certified city-boy like me to attempt it. Or gone back to Arkansas for good this time?
Who is going next? And I can't even enjoy the places that are still out there, because I am sojourning in the Great White North where nobody even knows what barbecue is !!!
At least the chain Bandana's BBQ that was in town closed before we ever moved up here. After a few more years of doing without, I might have had to break down and walk into that place if it were still open. I am spared from that humiliating and pathetic fate. I could never forgive myself for such weakness.
VM
They now sell their wonderful sauce online at www.bifflesbbq.com, but they are not at the restaurant off I-70 any more. (Maybe I can get a free case of sauce from them for their link here, posted for all 3 people that ever read this blog)!
OH NO, MY PERSONAL KC BBQ WORLD IS CRASHING DOWN!!!
Quick's Seventh Street.... GONE!
Biffle's.... GONE!
Mr. Epps... GONE or BACK? He never could decide and I can't keep track; somebody please drive over by Stan's and tell me what's going on next door. Get yourself a $1.99 Po-Boy sandwich if the sign is out, I'll pay.
Ricky's Pit... GONE too deep in the 'hood for even a certified city-boy like me to attempt it. Or gone back to Arkansas for good this time?
Who is going next? And I can't even enjoy the places that are still out there, because I am sojourning in the Great White North where nobody even knows what barbecue is !!!
At least the chain Bandana's BBQ that was in town closed before we ever moved up here. After a few more years of doing without, I might have had to break down and walk into that place if it were still open. I am spared from that humiliating and pathetic fate. I could never forgive myself for such weakness.
VM
Thursday, January 5, 2017
The Old Account Was Settled With a Low Carb Diet
My boss was walking around the shop whistling "The Old Account Was Settled" while I was busy contemplating the effects on my body of my latest attempt at low-carb dieting (which began in October, by the way, not just a New Years' resolution). While he kept whistling, my mind wandered from the text of the song to my thoughts of thick and thin. This is the result, which I wrote down in about five minutes.
And growing every day,
For I was always eating,
And never tried to weigh.
But when I looked straight down,
And couldn't see my toe,
I said that I would diet:
The Carbs, They Gotta Go!
Gotta go (out with the carbs).
Gotta go (no carbs at all).
Yes, the fattening carbs,
They really gotta go (Hallelujah)!
And the meat is gonna stay,
With some bacon every day.
But the tasty carbs, they really gotta go!
Of course I would never satirize or make fun of, or even make fun with a cherished hymn that is sacred to us. But this song's light-hearted melody steps a bit away from the "sacred" sounds of Watts or Wesley and lends itself well to a little bit of horsing around. Not to be sung in church, though!
Happy New Year!
VM
01-05-2017
The Carbs, They Gotta Go
My belly was so large,And growing every day,
For I was always eating,
And never tried to weigh.
But when I looked straight down,
And couldn't see my toe,
I said that I would diet:
The Carbs, They Gotta Go!
Gotta go (out with the carbs).
Gotta go (no carbs at all).
Yes, the fattening carbs,
They really gotta go (Hallelujah)!
And the meat is gonna stay,
With some bacon every day.
But the tasty carbs, they really gotta go!
Of course I would never satirize or make fun of, or even make fun with a cherished hymn that is sacred to us. But this song's light-hearted melody steps a bit away from the "sacred" sounds of Watts or Wesley and lends itself well to a little bit of horsing around. Not to be sung in church, though!
Happy New Year!
VM
01-05-2017
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