Sunday, November 22, 2009

good gravy!

For last night's supper, I attempted FarmMom's legendary pan gravy.

Didn't do too bad for a Yankee.

Just remember that when you add the milk, stir like a person possessed. Bombs could be going off, zombies could be invading but you must KEEP STIRRING.

11 comments:

reflectoscope said...

As a brief tactical analysis, I'd point out that recent experience has shown hot liquid-type foods to be pretty decent less-than-lethal attitude adjusters, and if it gets past that then you've always got a frying pan in your hand to cover yourself until you can draw something better.

Of course, if it tastes like it looks, it'd be a shame to let it go like that.

Jim

Farmmom said...

great post! You have such a way with words. I need you and Farmgirl to edit my recipes!

BobG said...

Just like the stuff my mom used to make; she used condensed milk if it was handy.

Patrick said...

Mmmmmm, gravy.

There seems to be a criminally small amount of gravy on that biscuit, though. I assume this was simply for the photo.

Did it MY way said...

Bacon,Bacon, Bacon & more gravy....I'm now sooo hungry.

See Ya

Weer'd Beard said...

Izzat a Testicle at 2:00 on the plate?

cybrus said...

Considering your recent dual wielding, you could probably stir AND hold off a zombie attack with no problem...

The Packetman said...

I'm definately with Patrick ....

Not enough gravy!

Texas Ghostrider said...

By the look of that food, I could not tell you are a YANKEE, I will let you feed me anytime.....

Lissa said...

Yeah, I always have trouble with the flour -- no matter how fiendishly I stir it tends to clump :-( Glad yours turned out good!

Joanna said...

I can see it now: the Unity Guard busts in, looking for Breda, and she just waves them off: "Hang on, guys, I'm making gravy! With you in a sec!" Either the guy on point catches a whiff and lets her finish, or they cement their reputation as unfeeling, heartless bastards. Ruined milk gravy is a crime against humanity.