Honoring the fallen. And grilling chicken.

May 27, 2013

Veterans-Day-Arlington-National-CemeteryIt’s Memorial Day. Boysss and Girlssss, your history lesson for the day. Memorial Day (which was actually yesterday, but we won’t quibble, as today is the day the working amongst us are taking off work) is set aside, not to honor all veterans, but specifically to honor those killed in wartime. It was instituted following the Civil War, and has been observed to honor those soldiers, sailors and Marines killed in all the wars since then.

The day set aside for honoring all veterans, living and dead, is Veterans Day, in November.

Today, 3 p.m. is set aside as the time for us all to pause and observe a moment of silence and/or prayer to remember the war dead (and pray there won’t be any more of them).

Here endeth the history lesson. And beginneth the cooking.

Actually — hang on a sec. I need to go mop the chicken with some barbecue sauce.

OK. I’m back. I’m grilling chicken quarters the old-fashioned West Tennessee way, with Mr. Walter Moore’s barbecue sauce, cruising along on the grill at a steady 250 degrees, which they will do until about 1 p.m., when I will kick them up to about 300 to finish off. And not cremate, as I did last year. At least the lawn, which is still wet from an afternoon storm yesterday, will not catch fire this year.

With the chicken, we will have potato salad, jail slaw (see blog post from three years ago, here), and baked beans. And sliced tomatos. And strawberries and creme fraiche. Because it is Memorial Day, and that’s what one ought to have. And the good Lord willing, I will not have to throw away a high-priced, free-range, organic chicken, like I did last year, and go to Stubby’s to get another one.

Breakfast. Nothing earthshattering, but damn  good.

Breakfast. Nothing earthshattering, but damn good.

Haven’t cooked a lot — seems little point, with it just me here, but I did put out a significant breakfast yesterday for Child C, who was visiting, CCRB, and CC’s other bestie. So I cooked bacon and sausage, biscuits, scrambled eggs and latkes. It was quite excellent.

Yes, please.

Yes, please.

And for dessert, because I could, I had strawberries and creme fraiche.

And with that, I’m off to fix beans and potato salad. You ‘n y’mama ‘n ’em enjoy your holiday and remember to pause and say Thanks at 3 p.m.

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