For all you gravy lovers... make it my way and you will enjoy some real tasty food!

When I was a boy growing up in Texas, I learned many things from my mom; one of those items was how to prepare and cook with the best of them. My favorite has always been fried pork chops, mashed potatoes, hot fresh baked bread, any kind of salad and pork chop drippin gravy! Most of you city dwellers, including my wife, believe that if food doesn't come from a can, it doesn't exist! Let me straighten you out on that comment---foods were on the hoof and in the ground long before cans were invented! Now back to my meal...buy a small package of cheap priced raw porkchops; heat you up a skillet of cooking oil or lard 'til it is spittin at you. Dip your chops in regular flour both sides and slide them into the hot oil or grease; fry until golden brown. Keep your grease hot but not smoking; take a tablespoon of flour (big kitchen spoon) and put into skillet and stir til all the flour is mixed into the grease---sometimes there's too much oil so, you just add a little more flour. Put about a cup of cold milk (preferably whole milk) into the original mess in the skillet and stir until it bubbles and add salt/pepper to taste. Soon's the gravy begins to boil---shut it off and leave it alone! Boil up some potatoes-make'em naked and smash the bjesus outta them. I like a couple slabs of fresh bread torn up with my gravy on them and the spuds drowning in this gravy, too. Can't make for a better meal---Of course, you calorie watchers and diet perfectionists and government taught how to eaters are going to get sick and redicule and put me down. Know what? I'm sixty-one years old, healthy as a horse and---I don't give a damned---for the crap served in a resturant. (snot in a shell; fish eggs [only eggs I eat come from a chickens behind]; scallopini ala Marsella; arms off of an octopus; candied maggots and ants [get real!] I want to eat good not look good in a society that doesn't know where it's going or how to act. If I'm hungry, I sit down and eat; if I want to look good, I take a bath, get a haircut, go out and buy my Pick 3 bets; go back home and get comfortable; await my winning numbers---go collect my earnings! Yes, I believe that the city dwellers havn't a clue.

Good eating folks,

Teufellj...