Championship Grits, Again

First of all, as usual, we enjoyed the wonderful mountain air (especially since Savannah had been sweltering in the high 90’s and low 100’s with ultra high humidity). Also, the hospitality of Jane and Steve, the organizers, was amazing as it is every year and this was our 11th contest in a row with them…so you know they have something going on. Sixty teams gathered, some from as far away as Texas and all of the teams were “heavy hitters.”

A Fishy Story

Try to get to know your local fish monger…not just retail store…one that supplies restaurants with portion controlled fish…. TG recently bought some trimmings and made some outstanding kebobs for about half the per pound price of the fish itself.

Failure of Big Bucks

Think about it-George comes home on Friday night after work and says, “Honey, I want to take you out to dinner tonight and let’s go eat BBQ at a sports bar!”… What I believe wasn’t addressed is the fact that they did not have enough variety in their overall menu to make non-BBQ eaters want to go there.

Out from under the rock

Three dumpster loads later and a garage sale finally reduced the house to sale-able condition…. Combine this factor with a series of out of town guests and the loss of our beloved 11 1/2 year old German shepherd Radar, this might just begin to explain the General’s absence from the blogosphere.