Wednesday, May 25, 2005
About Me
- Name: Aunt B
- Location: Nashville, Tennessee, United States
Like Donnell Alexander says, "It's about completing the task of living with enough spontaneity to splurge some of it on bystanders, to share with others working through their own travails a little of your bonus life." But, it's mostly the kind of place that folks looking for "girls and cars" stumble across by accident.
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WHERE TO DIRECT YOUR HATE MAIL AND LOVE LETTERS
ALL PROCEEDS GO TO BEER
THINGS I SAID RECENTLY
- Weird Thing
- When In Doubt, Review Something
- Desires
- Stretching Republicans
- Libraries Break My Heart.
- Wild Honyocks
- Home again, Home again
- Happy Birthday to Me!
- Indiana Wants Me; Lord I Can't Go Back There
THE CAST OF CHARACTERS
Aunt B.--Your kind host.The Butcher--My youngest brother, who lives with me and works as, you guessed it, a butcher. He knows everyone in town.
The Recalcitrant Brother--Our middle brother, who lives in rural Georgia and has a kind of movie star life, if that movie star is Burt Reynolds in Deliverance.
The Reverend--Our Dad, a Methodist minister, perpetually three years from retirement.
Mom--Our Mom. She doesn't get a funny nickname because our mom will not stand for funny nicknames.
Mrs. Wigglebottom--My dog. She's got terrible manners.
The Corporate Shill--Or The Shill, as we call her. My friend from college who was constantly getting me into trouble and going to parties she neglected to tell me about where cute boys would ask her "Where's Aunt B.?"
The Legal Eagle--The Shill's husband.
The Super Genius--She lived next door to me my freshman year of college and we've been friends ever since my first day on the floor.
Miss J.--My first adult friend, meaning the first lasting friendship I made after college. She was my roommate in grad school.
Her Lover--Her Husband.
The Divine Ms. B.--Miss J.'s sister and one of my heroes, because she's brave and funny and mystic and fearless.
JR--My oldest friend. I've known her since I was in the second grade.
Elias--JR's husband and the person who's musical tastes have most strongly affected my own. Oh, how I long to be cooler than him!
The Professor--My closest friend here in Nashville. She's a genius, but she'll never tell you that.
The Man from GM--I've known him since I was 16 and he still hasn't forgiven me for telling him I was a vegetarian when I wasn't.
The Redheaded Kid--No one knows where he comes from or where he goes when he leaves here. I assume he's the Butcher's friend. The Butcher assumes he's mine.
7 Comments:
You should try that with garlic.
Elias
That's what they do at Patrick's and it's so good. Much better than my recipe, and mine is good and comforting.
Green beans from a can?
Not in this lifetime. Ick.
Fresh or frozen is the way to go.
I think "shit ton" should be hyphenated.
Oh, sure, I get help with "shit-ton" (thanks, by the way. I hope no one thought that was a separate ingredient) but no advice on how to indicate that the restaurant "Patrick's" has some green beans. "Patrick's"'s? Patrick's's? Patrick's'?
I think I might have to recast that one so I would never have to figure out the correct way to say it. The garlic green beans of Patrick's are delicious.
(In all seriousness, I'm pretty sure it's "Patrick's green beans")
I'm going to have to agree with Elias here on the actual garlic thing. And I'm the worst cook ever, who has never actually purchased garlic, but I've watched LE use it often enough and I've seen enough of the Food Network to figure it out. LE would double the butter though. At our house we don't each vegetables unless they're soaked in butter.
Mmm. Buttery garlic green beans. The fact that your husband cooks, even though we could not be further apart on the political spectrum if he was standing on the hot hot sun and I was balanced precariously on Pluto, makes me glad I offered to be his bigamist wife, even though he turned me down.
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