Tuesday, August 3, 2010

Pepper isn't the best part of baseball



Last week I came across a simple recipe which sounded like a can't miss.

Bacon Wrapped Stuffed Jalapenos

1. Stuff Jalapenos w/ Sour Cream

2. Wrap in Bacon

3. Grill

Wow! Simple and bacon wrapped! This was going to be awesome.

Misfortune #1: Half way through cutting the jalapenos I scratched my eye.

Not a good idea.

Misfortune #2: Somehow this recipe wasn’t as amazing as it sounds.

The jalapenos lost a lot of their flavor during grilling, I didn’t really make the bacon crisp enough, and the sour cream kind of over powered the other flavors. Next time I will use some good thick bacon, let it cook a little longer, and replace the Sour Cream with some kind of cheese instead. (My friend EB was over for this cookout, he has already tried a variation, was nice enough to share with me, and it was much much better. Think he used blue cheese.)

Overall cookout was still a success. Made some awesome chicken drumsticks using a little recipe I’ve concocted over the years. Simply marinate chicken in soy sauce, any kind of mustard (I usually go with Dijon), a bit of honey, some red pepper or spicy chicken seasoning, let sit in fridge for 15 to 30 minutes, and slowly grill at a low temp until done. Easy and always fantastic.

The beer for the day was a home brew we made and named Clara's Slobber. Not our best, not our worst. Like it, don't love it. Clara's Slobber's Official Score: 8.2.

Not to miss baseball in this post:

Over the weekend, Mr. TK came to town to catch a Sox game with me. While we have caught some fantastic games together before (Game 1 of 2005 World Series for example), this was not one of them.

Misfortune #3: In the month of July the White Sox went 12 - 1 at home. They saved that one loss for the day we went.

This wasn't just a loss, this was an ass kicking right from the start. The Sox got down by 4 in the second and never even pretended to mount a comeback. Dallas Braden came off the DL and threw all 9 innings giving up 2 runs, scattering 8 hits, and striking out 5. Danks had a rare bad day, going 6.2 and giving up 5. Did we have fun anyways? You bet, along with several beers, we had several of these:


Every year like clock work, the calendar strikes January and I start dreaming about Polish Sausage. (Yes, I'm aware that sentence is going to blow up the comment section.) One of my very favorite thing on this planet is after fighting the long Chitown winter, spring arrives, the weather is still cold, but I get to walk into Comiskey and smell grilled onions. At this very moment, I know it was all worth it. A polish with extra grilled onions is waiting for me, I will drizzle some mustard over it and soon be enjoying my heaven.