Yup, Those Green Eggs look prety slick........I'm guessing that they actually are some kind of ceramic material?
I don't have my new toy set up yet. I flew off on a tangent, went looking for a 2' X 6' SS kitchen prep table.......I was thinking that I would have room to put the smoker on the table, saving me no end of stooping down, as the smoker is 30" tall and I'm well over 6'..
After seeing what "Real" kitchen work tables cost today, I hit the brakes..........I have a perfectly nifty little 2' X 4' little folding aluminum table in the garage that I used to carry in my Airstream for my breakfast grill before shoots.......And dinners if we were overnighting.......That was some fun cooking back in the old days.......Well, the little table is going back to work........
When we were really gun slingers years ago Zeb, Shoshone Slim, Chicago Steeley, Windy City Kid, and I would do the not so close shoots and use my Airstream as base and bedroom.......I would be up at 5:30 starting to cook up biscuits and sausage gravy (I made biscuits at home) eggs and bacon and flapjacks.......Steeleys son Bristol Ranger always made sure we hadn't to fuss over any leftovers....You can dump food in a growing boy with 5 gal buckets....
It was back years ago that Zeb first developed "Peach Squeezins", and "Apple Pie" was right behind it.......Some of our "Apre" shoots were a scream...........Heard one little lady from southern Indy tell Zeb that he should change the name of peach squeezins to, "Liquid Panty Remover"
I durn near fell off the hickory stump I was sitting on...........
In 2005 Bristol Ranger took Buckaroo Class at the US Open, our State Shoot, in Sparta, Southern Illy.....he made all us Illy boys very proud........I was beaming at his win....We were ribbed, and Ranger was congradulated from just about everyone at the shoot.
Today, through his excellent attitude and indomnidable spirit, he's a second year at West Point Acc........What's the old saying "Them that can do, them that can't teach"..........
I guess I'm just a good wheel gun teacher.......
........I would laugh at him as a little guy Steeley ran our shoots, I just collect money and handed out prizes.......I would give Ranger my two 4 5/8 Vaqs, with 37G of 2F behind a 200G pill, and have him shoot them for a while, several stages.......Rifle and SG as well..........I would make him use my 24" 92 what been raced, and my 20" 97 what also been raced.......So he had all race guns, but was constraighned to fire my BP.......
I would let him shoot the last two stages with his own guns his father got him.........He would invariably tell me that next to my BP guns his gamed .357's were like shooting squirt guns.......I asked him one time, "Why do you suppose I shoot them loads?"......
His first answer was of course, "I don't know".......I would ask another time, "Perhaps you want to make things difficult for yourself."
His final answer, later that year was......."You want to push yourself as hard as you can.".................That of course was the answer I had wanted to hear, I picked him up and swung him in circles around me, then put the little guy back down.......His father would just look at the two of us laughing our keesters off and shake his head.............He asked me later, a year or so later, "Kid, why did you make me shoot all your BP rounds for at least two stages at a shoot?"
Because I want you to know that your father has outfitted you with the fastest guns in Illy, if not everywhere..............And, If you confront a problem in your shooting game, you know the problem is inside yourself, It's not your Irons little pard...........Your Irons are as slick as The Windy City Kid can possibly make them.......So are mine of course, but now you see that we both shoot an entirely different game, for entirely different reasons............Needless to say my dear Pards....
If ever need be...in the middle of the night...in some very nasty situation......In my house..........with a couple nastys inside my home.......I dearly hope that my Pythons feel like squirtguns in my hands......
Oh Kid, get back on track, your way off the path talking about turning little boys into Men.......Thats life my pards......We do what we do the best we can......Teaching...........Cooking...........Learning.........Protecting............Nurturing............Educating.............
Yes I'm an instructor, but I don't wish to show a bunch of 40 year olds which end of the device the bullit comes out of..........Although I have........I would rather take a Pard of mine's son under my wing, and teach him how to shoot...........Not every adult will become proficient......But, the children have a much better percentage of success if brought along with positive encouragment.......
I only wish I could be a fly on the wall in the West Point Pistol Range when they hand Ranger a pistol, and tell him to show them what he's got............
CKROTFL..............God help them when they hand that kid two 74 Colts...........
Yes, I taught him to shoot gunfighter as well as traditional...........As well as duelist and double duelist..ad Nauseam..............
And he always said thanks for breakfast on the road at some shoot..............
Whatever you can teach someone to make their life better, or make them a more valuable part of society........Do it if you can.......
I got to get back to makin my smoker run.................