"There are countless horrible things happening all over the world and horrible people prospering, but we must never allow them to disturb our equanimity or deflect us from our sacred duty to sabotage and annoy them whenever possible." -Auberon Waugh
Friday, December 27, 2024
Happy Feet Friday
Paul Warren sets his fiddle aside and takes a turn on the banjo in "Whoa Mule Whoa!", ably assisted by the Foggy Mountain Boys.
If you don't like that, you just don't like fried chicken.
My saintly Grandma Paco, were she alive today, would have been able to tell me what she paid for a bag of Martha White flour back in the 1950s because she used it all the time to make her delicious biscuits and dinner rolls her whole life long. She and Grandpa Paco were fond of another program sponsored by Martha White: the Arthur Smith Show, which was, I believe, the first country/western television show to be syndicated nationally. Lord, what I wouldn't give to go back in time for just an hour and sit in Grandma's den watching that program, and smelling those mouth-watering dinner aromas of pot roast, green beans cooked in bacon grease, rice cooked in milk and fresh yeast rolls wafting in from the kitchen! If I ever make it to heaven, and permitted to pick my own surroundings, that would probably be it.
Boy, you just can't buy entertainment like that no more!
ReplyDeleteYa know, a pound of Martha White Hot Rize flour costs darn near 7 fifty these days. I wonder what a pound cost back then?
If you don't like that, you just don't like fried chicken.
ReplyDeleteMy saintly Grandma Paco, were she alive today, would have been able to tell me what she paid for a bag of Martha White flour back in the 1950s because she used it all the time to make her delicious biscuits and dinner rolls her whole life long. She and Grandpa Paco were fond of another program sponsored by Martha White: the Arthur Smith Show, which was, I believe, the first country/western television show to be syndicated nationally. Lord, what I wouldn't give to go back in time for just an hour and sit in Grandma's den watching that program, and smelling those mouth-watering dinner aromas of pot roast, green beans cooked in bacon grease, rice cooked in milk and fresh yeast rolls wafting in from the kitchen! If I ever make it to heaven, and permitted to pick my own surroundings, that would probably be it.