Pennington's Foodstory

The other night Kelly and I went out to one of our favorite restaurant in Pawleys after a very long day at work.  We sat at the bar and ordered a couple of drinks to help wash away the day.  I wasn't too hungry because I cooked two pork shoulders at the wine shop and they didn't finish until around 5pm; it's now after 8.  After my first drink I ordered just an Oyster Caesar salad to tide me over.  I guess I really wasn't hungry at all, I just ate the oysters and about a 1/4 of the salad.  I asked Jen the bartender to box it up for me.  Kelly said that the lettuce wasn't going to hold up too well over night.  I said it was cool I was just going to puree it and make a dip out of it. WHAT?!  Make a dip out of it?  Normally this may sound strange, but in this case it didn't. She didn't even look at me sideways on this one. When we were in NYC back in September our friend Cathy took us to a killer restaurant in Brooklyn called Locanda Vini e Oli...

For the past few years I've heard stories of Darwin Award candidates who have done something stupid with a turkey fryer.  Either they pour oil all over the place and burn up their yard, garage or whole damn house, or they burn themselves and/or others in the pursuit of a juicy turkey.  I heard about one particular dumb ass who injected his turkey with Jack Daniel and blew the whole thing up.  I've fried many turkeys myself and haven't had any problems other than spilling a little oil (it had cooled down) on the lawn and killed a spot of grass about a foot in diameter. The days of the turkey fryer are numbered due to a new cooker I have recently had the pleasure to use.  My boss received a "turkey cooker" right before Thanksgiving made by Char-Broil called "The Big Easy".  His Turkey Day plans didn't involve him actually cooking a turkey so he let me borrow it, which was a godsend because I was having a full house that day and would have to do some ...