Showing posts from June, 2011


Mr. Beers and Mr. Bobo were invited to a pot luck Sunday brunch not too long ago. Some of the guests brought really tasty and beautiful foodie type stuff. Stuff with sun-dried tomatoes and goat cheese. Really good stuff.  We enjoyed the great food and the wonderful people in attendance. Mr. Bobo and Mr. Beers contributed a fruit salad and some monkey bread. Mr. Bobo had never made monkey bread, but he had heard about it, and wanted to give it a shot. It was fun to make. It smelled delicious while it was cooking. And people seemed to like it.

Here’s how we made it.

Gather up these ingredients: A bundt cake pan, a couple of cans of biscuits, some sugar, some margarine, and some cinnamon. You can also choose to add pecans and/or raisins. I decided to throw some mini-marshmallows in there...

Melt some margarine in the microwave. (I used a pound.) Once the butter is melted add some sugar (I used about a cup.) and some cinnamon (I used about a fourth of a cup.). Stir these three ingredients t…


I understand the skin cells of our bodies completely change every seven years. Life is change. We are not the same person we were at 10 years old. We change by the way we experience life. (from my friend Tom Haley’s facebook page)

Mr. Bobo was looking at another friend’s profile on facebook the other day and came across this statement: "I’m nothing like I was in high school." No further explanation was offered. Nothing like, "I was a confident star jock; now I’m a meek computer nerd." Just the simple statement claiming that the time that has past since this person’s high school days have resulted in a different person somehow.

We were recently in a town where the majority of the women are blonde (some naturally, and some more decidedly). At the beginning of a high school reunion weekend, we were told by one alum about another alum, "She hasn’t changed a bit. She was a bitch then, and she’s a bitch now." I may be paraphrasing a bit, as the speaker seemed to …

Friday Morning

What a great way to start the weekend - walking into W. D. Deli through the back kitchen door, being greeted by smiling faces saying, "Good morning."

The macaroni and cheese soup is almost done. Cookies are in the oven. People are working, getting ready for a busy lunch. Everything looks great and smells great.

The weather man says that today the temperature will climb into the 90s. And really summer is not officially here yet. That $2000 we spent a couple of weeks ago on air conditioning repair is paying off. Have a great weekend, y’all.