I was MILES away from my house. Fishing pole, Pellet gun. On a 10-speed. Strapped over my shoulder like ... war movies.
You see this "when it got dark." It was "when Mom had dinner ready." You knew it.
(On that note, I'm doing Lima beans, ham, and cornbread tomorrow.)
Sounds a lot like my childhood!!!!!Spent my childhood summers being totally away from the house for basically the entire day.
Get up, eat breakfast, head out on my bike to meet up with friends. There was anywhere from 10 to 20 of us in a group all riding around just being kids. We'd make bike tracks to race on. Jump our bikes WAY too high and get all banged and scraped up...maybe even a broken bone here or there. But you'd just suck it up and keep on ridin'. For lunch, we'd all pool our money together and one of us would ride to the local Jack's and get a sack of cheeseburgers. Or we'd stop at the closest house that one of us lived in and their mom would make everyone a sandwich.
No internet
Only 3 channels on the TV
And nothing but all damn day to get into stuff
Riding bikes for miles and miles all over the damn town
Bottle rocket wars
Tackle football with no pads...in the dirt...and rocks
Nobody ever got lost
Nobody ever got kidnapped
Nobody ever got seriously hurt
I still have a scar on my ankle from a bike wreck on a race track we'd made. I also have a scar on my opposite leg from just walking home from school. I fell while walking along the top edge of a big, sharp rock. It cut me open pretty good. I bled a decent amount, but it never really hurt. Scar on my head from where I got whacked by a golf club; took 6 stitches. It hurt a bit, but I never cried about it. Scar between my little toe and the next toe where I stepped on a piece of broken glass while walking down the road (very last things my mom told me before I left the house was to put on some shoes...no bullshit). Took 5 stitches. Never really felt it and it never really hurt. But damn I remember there was a lot of blood from that one.
I drank water from many garden hoses. I swam in many natural pools of water. I'm pretty sure I ingested things that I probably shouldn't have. And I'm still here.
Yeah, we Gen X kids were some tough bastards.
From two to twelve, I grew up on ten acres that adjoined 400 acres of Kimberly Clark land, which then connected to the Colonial pipeline running from parts beyond to Chelsea through Westover...to parts beyond. We crisscrossed the timberland along the fire lanes, and from there we could ride our motor bikes for miles. I started on a Honda Mini Trail 50, then to a 70, and then to a Yamaha Enduro 125 when I was 11. It was geared low, wasn't fast, but could climb a tree. Only rule was stay off paved roads and be home by dark. Then we moved to twenty acres that adjoined some family friends' eighty acres, more conducive to hunting than biking, but I still had an offroad way to the pipeline. At 14, my Dad gave me his Honda Elsinore 250, which was a beast. It was a good thing I was immortal.
When I turned 16, as my Dad promised, every motorcycle disappeared from our place. Regarding bikes, my Dad said, "you and a car, you lose...you and a tree, you lose...you and the pavement, you lose...you and a mailbox, you lose...you never win on a motorcycle."
The internet provided these images from my glorious past:
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And, as a bonus, Steve McQueen putting his Elsinore 250 through its paces. He was a great rider, did his own stunts in The Great Escape.
Doggone. Trail of Dreams...the memories are so thick, I've got to brush them away from my face.
I was MILES away from my house. Fishing pole, Pellet gun. On a 10-speed. Strapped over my shoulder like ... war movies.
You see this "when it got dark." It was "when Mom had dinner ready." You knew it.
(On that note, I'm doing Lima beans, ham, and cornbread tomorrow.)
Got me thinkin' about the old bamboo pole, crickets, and crappie this morning ...Doggone. Trail of Dreams...the memories are so thick, I've got to brush them away from my face.
Thought about that yesterday...and I find it funny considering how picky I am about what I eat. Some dishes are so simple, but still SO good...got me thinkin' about pinto beans, cornbread, and a slice of white onion. Literally, what some would call a "poor mans meal." But good lord almighty, I'm there in a heartbeat.Dry limas with ham bone and conecuh sausage and Mexican cornbread for me tomorrow
I heard the microwave go off about 3 this morning. Not a big deal...I'm up, normally getting ready to watch Gutfeld! at that time ... it was my aunt, who is visiting, eating the beans. Hey, at least she put them over scrambled eggs...but, whatever. She's eaten all my biscuits I made Monday...but, again, whatever. Made to be eaten.What time should I be there?![]()
Dry beans and Mexican cornbread are one of my favorite cold weather meals. Prefer limas but do pintos as well. Add and pot of greens and you've got a great meal.Thought about that yesterday...and I find it funny considering how picky I am about what I eat. Some dishes are so simple, but still SO good...got me thinkin' about pinto beans, cornbread, and a slice of white onion. Literally, what some would call a "poor mans meal." But good lord almighty, I'm there in a heartbeat.
I LOVE the way they taste. I HATE the way they smell when cooking. I do have a solution.Add and pot of greens and you've got a great meal.
I usually judge a soul food joint by their greens. Hard to find a place that serves good fresh greens.@Krimson ya made me look...get this:
Most restaurants have specialty items, and Nigel’s is no different. Specialty items at Nigel’s include: Geechie wings, Fried Green Tomatoes, Whiskey Shrimp, a Meat and Three (description in the soul food tab), Shrimp and Grits, and Old Fashioned Kool Aids. Geechie wings are fried wings tossed in one of Nigel’s special sauces called Geechie sauce. Geechie sauce is our take on buffalo but sweet and not the spice that burns your tongue. Geechie wings are served with blue cheese vinaigrette dressing. Those who don’t like blue cheese dressing love our blue cheese vinaigrette and geechie wings. Our whiskey shrimp is full of lowcountry favorites: shrimp, sausage, corn and potatoes. After being cooked in our hand crafted whiskey butter, the ingredients are served up like a soup with grilled garlic bread for dipping. Shrimp and grits is an entrée on the menu that is a blast from Charleston’s past with the true traditional brown gravy. The grits are very creamy and rich; the shrimp is sautéed shrimp to perfection; and the brown gravy is full of flavor, onions, peppers bacon and sausage. Perfectly battered and fried green tomatoes topped with a corn relish also accompany those creamy grits dressed with white cheddar cheese and a red pepper coulis on our menu as an awesome appetizer. Nigel’s Good Food also serves three different flavors of old fashioned kool-aid. Fruit punch (red), peach, and lemonade, all three mixed and sweetened just right. Come to Nigel’s Good food to enjoy some Charleston dining and just have an all around good time.I've mentioned this place a time or two in different threads...the stew chicken will make you slap your wife. $17...but worth it. Pork Chops are $20...but worth it. Their black eye peas?!?!?
Slaughter House BBQ and Brew used to be next door...all ran out of the same kitchen...soul food theme just took over. That place had a hell of a burger...where Five Guys gives you too many fries, that place gave you too much beef.
While they don't advertise this much...it's a "Gullah" influence. There is a "Geechie" influence when they do their red beans and rice special. It's like W+...I look a few times a week to see what their specials are.I usually judge a soul food joint by their greens. Hard to find a place that serves food fresh greens.