Monday, March 29, 2010

More Range Fun



Folks, here are some more pictures taken Saturday. I will have to wait to post the Savage Range Report. I have a parent in the hospital with pneumonia.(I just found out, they are doing well and hopefully released in a few days, the brothers said). But I need to make sure they're taken care of, as opposed to writing some new posts.



But enjoy the photos while some posts I wrote and saved up earlier come up.


It was a great day, one that I'm sure many of you can have if you just fire up that vehicle and get on out there. To the folks at The Atlanta Conservation Club, thanks, as always, be it member or guest, you make everyone feel at home. Cheers. - B.

It was an impromptu match so we didn't bring a whole lot, a few pistols each. Mycroft Holmes had a Bushmaster Shorty (I've picked up one of those, good choice) and yes, there were "the Barbie Twins". Seems there were TWO Savage's on sale at Gander Mountain and guess who bought the other one? Same scopes. Like minds. But it's time to sight them all in, as all three long guns were new purchases.


Let's start with a warm up.


Yes! Iron sights and all. Holmes looks and says "don't piss HER off". (Look, even the blind squirrel. . . . )

We tried everything, getting the rust out, sending a message to AARP and sighting in our new toys.

New scope, new rings and a shot (or two) rang out. Just a little tweaking. Holmes brought his Pocket Pro, which he uses to practice for competitions. It was pretty cool and I got to try the Sig with some timing from low ready, as well as holsters. What a great little tool. I'm on the road or on call too much to shoot the matches, but it would be great to hone the skills, for anyone. 1.28 was my best time, but I still really enjoyed trying that out.
NEXT! One of the troops goes up against the "beep".
I also got to try out Holmes Walther .22 which he bought to teach his offspring the art. What a great little gun, though it didn't like the PMS ammo, watching it mis-feed several times. Oh, sorry, that's PMC ammo, but I think I'll continue to call it PMS, because frankly you don't know if it will explode or mis-feed, at least in this firearm. I also got to try your a Keltec 380. I fired it once, and after I quit, saying "ow ow ow " where the trigger and my long fingers met, I named it the Nancy P. of guns. Small, mean and it bites. But you know, that's one heck of a slim gun and for having no sight picture, it was accurate up close. A nice little up close and personal defense for some, though I think I'd pass for anything other than a pocket pistol.

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A great day, and one I need to do more often. I'll be back with a full report on the Savage and the recipes that keep us all fired up. :-)

Friday, March 26, 2010

Monster Cookies

It's hard being a cookie monster, especially when everywhere you look it's "low carb", "low sugar". You're not eating a cookie for your health, so don't even bother with adding the wheat germ to these. A cookie is a treat, made with love as a good, large batch will keep you in the kitchen for a while. But there is a reason you do it. Yes - this.
Toll House Cookies with a Twist (aka Toll House Cookies - a bit twisted). Dark chocolate chunks AND a hint of cinnamon.

Why would I do that? Take something and make it dark and different, yet good. I'm told that although my job title is more Grissom, my personality is very much Abby, according to my friends.
I was in grade school when Abby was born. I don't dress like that, but yes, probably a bit alike in personality. My work partner has been known to show up at Secret Squirrel headquarters with a giant "bucket of brain freeze" as he calls it. (a Dairy Queen Arctic Rush) much like Abby's big gulp drinks.

In any event the cookies turned out really well, chewy but flaky with nice chunks of dark chocolate and a bit of sweet savory taste. The recipe is on the sidebar.

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These are a thin and chewy cookie, with just a hint of something. Could that be cinnamon? The first batch was an experiment and they didn't last long, once I took them to work.


The recipe on the Toll House bag makes some good cookies, just like my Mom made. But that being said, there are few recipes in this house that go "untweeked" or are just made up from scratch. Whatever you do to them, some cookie advice


(1) Use butter, not margarine, It DOES make a difference. Yes you can use butter flavored Crisco but in a word (OK, two words) HYDROGENATED OILS. . Butter, at least, is a natural product and in moderation won't hurt you.



(2) Don't use imitation vanilla. How can I describe the difference?


Imitation Vanilla -
Real Vanilla -(3) Make sure the butter is VERY soft when creaming it in with the sugars. The less you work it while the butter is incorporated, the better the texture of the cookie will be.

(4) What if your brown sugar clumps together and has the shape and form of your ammo can? You know what I'm talking about, when even banging it on the counter top doesn't break it, but only draws hungry wolves to the kitchen. A "Mom's old trick (my Mom had a a service revolver in addition to a spatula so I tend to trust her). Put a slice of white bread in a sealed plastic bag with your brown sugar "ammo can" and seal it up. Within 24 hours it should soften up.

(5) If you can wait, chill the dough 24 hours before baking, or at least chill well. If the dough starts to melt before it starts to bake, the edges will burn before the center is done. Cool your cookie sheet between batches, or run under cool water to cool between.

Whether you try the traditional recipe or branch out on your own, it's hard to go wrong with a homemade cookie, especially after a Monster day at work

Wednesday, March 24, 2010

Barkley's Ode to Spring

Since I had my say on the Spring Season, Barkley asked for his own.

New Life
Discovered I Salute You

Friday, March 19, 2010

I love the smell of Napalm at Happy Hour - the Story of Chili Beer

The desert, home of lizards the size of beagles, hard rock, and grit, all baked up to a crisp 130 degrees. Home to hardy people, an assortment of F-16 parts and a a couple dozen million rattlesnakes. A place where beer is pretty important.

Chili Beer.

For a man named Crazy Chilleen of Cave Creek, Arizona (Population 1328 which is said to include coyotes and cattle) beer could not be trusted to outsiders. So in 1989 he started brewing his own beer. As the story goes, the town was suspicious. And became even more so when an entire brewery arrived in crates at the foot of Black Mountain, along with a German named Arnold.

But apparently people were sold after the first batch. Enough that the yuppies started driving in from California to try the stuff. Then one day, one of them whined about no lime in their beer, and got a hot Serrano chili pepper in it instead. Amazingly, someone liked it. A number of people did, the idea was born, and as their website states "the 80's were officially over".

That brewery is now closed but the beer lives on, brewed in Mexico for an American beer company. I found it in the wide open spaces of Indianapolis at World Market.

I bought it as a novelty. But with a bowl of fresh tortilla chips to munch on it was damn good. It's a light, lager type beer, not a lot of head to it. Corona is sort of how it looked and I expected it to taste. But the pepper taste is clean, hot and pronounced, as in after you swallow it sneaks up into your sinus's and makes your whole head wake up.

Wow!
With chips and some sliced sliced, sharp cheese, it was the perfect snack.

I purchased some extra for Tam and Bobbie to try this weekend, the fire extinguisher and extra chips will be ready. The online beer reviewers didn't like it, but I did. It was like biting into a crisp cold jalapeno with my chips. Then again, I'm the one that asks if there's something hotter than "Thai Hot". .

If you see some, try it. If you don't like, I'm sure there will be some takers for it.

Wednesday, March 17, 2010

Guess That Gun

You know how it is, you're out and about with friends and someone says the words, and you are powerless to resist. Drawn in by the group, individual will suddenly gone.

"Want to to go to look at guns and outdoor equipment?"

Yes!!!! Been there, done that. Oh and bought the T-shirt.

And the hat. (That's my steely eyed hunters gaze. Doesn't work on 800 pound Grizzley, but Bill the sales guy gave me a free gun sock.)

But I didn't just some fun stuff to wear. I bought myself a new rifle.

I'm going to post a teaser shot or two to see if any of you recognize it. I'll have some more photos after a scope is on it. It's on backorder. I got a great price online for it so I can wait a few days.

Here's some hints. I bought it because it matches my usual fall outfits.

It has a REALLY sweet trigger.
It's for small game but NOT ducks.

And it was only a bit more than $300.

I'm 1/4 Scottish, did I mention the free sock?

OK, Anyone want to take a Gander at guessing??

Sunday, March 14, 2010

When the skies are dark - a little bread and whiskey never hurt anyone.

Saturday it poured all day. I ventured out to get some shopping done, food, gas, dog food, a new rifle (more on that tomorrow). Mycroft Holmes had mentioned shooting , he and his wife both belong to the same gun club I do, but short of an Ark, that wasn't going to happen.

Sunday - it quit raining but it was just DARK. So after laundry and finishing a book, I made scones. There's a couple recipes over on the sidebar for scones, I normally use the flaky scone one. If you you wish a mix - go to World Market and get the Sticky Fingers brand of scone mix that they carry. Excellent. Mine were simple, a basic recipe with wild Maine blueberries and glazed with butter, whiskey, cream and sugar.

Scones are usually best on those cold grey mornings, when children trudge sullenly off to school, when the buildings creak strangely and dark shadows shiver and scratch on the walls, days when your body aches for the strength of another and the smell of the sea. Days of a fire upon a cold hearth, warmth in the kitchen, and perhaps a drop of Jamesons. In this case, a little Jamesons in the glaze.
No recipe for the glaze, just a couple of teaspoons of butter, melted. Stir in a teaspoon of cream, a drop of vanilla if you like, a good splash of whiskey and enough powdered sugar to make a glaze. Put it on the scones as they come out of the oven, they taste like a melencholy moan of a Celtic tune, best shared with a friend, or a loyal dog.

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The day is already getting brighter.

Friday, March 12, 2010

Quick - run for your lives - poetry night!

I'm off to watch Jeremiah Johnson and Pale Rider - but for those with a penchant for literary excess - a HOTR poem. I blame the Jameson's.
I WILL CONQUER THE WILD
ALONE
I WILL BE GRATEFUL
WITH WHAT IT GIVES ME
A DAY OF GRACE
BENEATH THE TREES
BUT BY MY SIDE
MAY SOMEDAY BE
A KINDRED SPIRIT
TO WALK THIS PATH
FOR TWO HALVES
DO MAKE A WHOLE
TWO LIVES BLESSED
BY HE THAT IS
THE TREES, THE HILLS
THE WIND
JOINED IN BEAUTY
THE SOUL TAKES FLIGHT
- Brigid 2010

Sunday, March 7, 2010

Shooty Quote of the Week

"A people who mean to continue free must be prepared to meet danger in person..."
Representative John Randolf 22 Dec 1790

Danger - meet my little friends.
One can never have too many friends. Thanks J.for the reminder.