backwoodsnotes: 2019

Wednesday, December 25, 2019

christmas dinner...

Kicking back now after the dinner I cooked for myself tonight.
small mutton roast
roast spuds
cauli
peas
carrots
gravy
didnt have to tell anyone my name or ask for more and get turned down by the fatties running the show at the carterton community dinner.
It seems to have become all about the servers and the people coming for a meal are incidental.
these people think they are hot shit and anyone coming for a meal is somehow deficient in either i.q. or purchasing power.
however none of them can cook.
buying a heap o fham from the supermarket deli and covering it with ready made gravy from a packet is not really cooking.
my mom taught me how. well I learned by watching, peeling the spuds,stirring the gravy beating the cream and making cakes and stuff from directions barked at me by someone who did not need a recipe to bake a cake.
and my poos tomorrow will be brown and not black from the sugar shit they serve for pudding.
hahahahaha.
dont think I am a grinch or a curmudgeon. I just dont take to being treated as a specimen by people who have a car, own their own home and are obese from to omuch sugar and sherry.
dig?
hehehehehe.
thank you jesus and amen.