I haven’t posted about books I’ve read or purchased in a long time, and I know you all (i.e. Tommyboy) are wondering about it, so here you go:
I purchased the following last night because they were over 80% off their original price, and they’re all excellent books, I think.
I also bought Programming C# by Jesse Liberty, but that’s for work; I’m expensing it.
I have no idea what a “Gucci” is, but the technique described in How to Turn Cheap “Choice” Steaks into Gucci “Prime” Steaks works on the cheap steaks I’ve tried it with.
Massively salt your steaks 15 min – 1 hour before grilling.
That’s it. It should look like this (image from that website):
Don’t use table salt. Use pickling or sea salt – the large grained stuff. Cover both sides of the steak for at least 15 minutes, then rinse it off. Wipe off the moisture, then cook it.
I found the steak to have a slightly salty taste, but it’s like it was marinated. Delicious.
Update: J-walk tried it with mixed results:
It turned out fine. I only salted one steak, so we could use the other as a control. The salted one MIGHT have been a bit more tender, but it could have been a placebo effect. It did not taste salty at all. Bottom line: It does no harm.
I found my paperback of Papa Hemingway, by A.E. Hotchner, behind my couch today. I don’t remember ever reading this book. A found a bookmark between pages 74 and 75. On page 75 it reads:
Hotcher: Mr. William Faulkner [said]… that you never crawl out on a limb. Said you had no courage, never been known to use a word that might send the reader to the dictionary.
Hemingway: Poor Faulkner. Does he really think big emotions come from big words? He thinks I don’t know the ten-dollar words. I know them all right. But there are older and simpler and better words, and those are the ones I use. Did you read his last book? It’s all sauce-writing now, but he was good once. Before the sauce, or when he knew how to handle it. You ever read his story ‘The Bear’? Read that and you’ll know how good he once was…
That’s it. Just a quote because I got nothing else to blog about.
Christopher Moore, author of Lamb: The Gospel According to Biff, Christ’s Childhood Pal and other amusing novels, posted An Old Child’s Letter to Santa, listing what he wants for Christmas this year. Some of his items:
– Immediately strike dumb and deaf any stupid motherfucker who thinks that by wanting to keep the troops from getting killed, I am not supporting the motherfucking troops.
– When you deliver anything made by Apple, please leave a DVD with instruction about how Apple is a company, which, like any other company, is in business to make money. You can like your stuff without making it a religion. I like my toaster, I don’t need to evangelize for my toaster. I don’t need to degrade anyone else’s toaster to like my toaster. And if I ask someone how to fix my toaster, “Buy a toaster like mine,” is not a helpful answer. Santa, I am a Mac user, but I’m really embarrassed by the smugness of many Mac users.
– If you can’t do all the other stuff, please bring me a red Ipod Nano with all the Evil Dead movies and the AC/DC albums on it.
I’d like The Oxford English Dictionary, which I’ve ALWAYS wanted. Not the Compact or DVD versions, nor the Shorter and Concise versions, but the big-ass 20 volume edition. Only $2000 Canadian. Someday. Oh, and I’d like peace, love, blah, blah, blah…
I dare ya to end every non-professional email with “Hugs and kisses, [your name]” for a day. I did it for the first time today to a person I’ve known a long time but have never hugged or kissed (that I can remember).
Go on, try it.
Hugs and kisses,