on tv this morning and loved it.


tis the season, almost...
ju

Last Christmas a Jamaican friend of mine made jerk chicken. It was so bloody hot my glasses were fogging up on my cheeks but damn it was good! We just couldn't stop nibbling at it. I asked for the recipe and she said she would give it to me but then shit happened, one thing after another. Her year has been hell and I never did get it so the hunt was on. I have finally found a recipe that I have altered somewhat that tastes just like I remember hers tasting. It has been a favourite with friends and family including the cat.
The first time he drove us nuts begging for it so K1 finally gave him a piece. He gobbled it right up then sat there with his mouth open, tongue flicking in and out looking anything but dignified but has that stopped him?
NO!
He really doesn't go for people food except for licking tuna and salmon tins until we are having jerk chicken and then he goes nuts. He seems to have gotten used to the heat because now he just licks his chops for a minute or 2 and then is back for more.
Cats are strange, that isn't news but I have never known one to enjoy the heat of habanaro peppers!
Anyway, here is the recipe I hope you enjoy as much as the cat does

Jerk Marinade

1 white onion chopped
2 tsp fresh thyme or 1 tsp dried thyme
1 whole scotch bonnet or habernero pepper seeded and chopped (or more if you like hotter)
1 tsp salt
2 tsp light brown sugar
1 tsp allspice
1/2 tsp ground nutmeg
1 tsp ground black pepper
1 tbsp soy sauce
1 tbsp worchestershire sauce
1 tbsp vegetable oil
1 tbsp lemon juice

Blend in a food processor or blender until a slurry.
Put skinned chicken pieces in a ziplock bag and pour marinade in. Let marinade for at least 24 hrs then cook at 375 uncovered until chicken is no longer pink.

I keep my garbage can under the sink in the kitchen.
Today my sink decided to leak, so I had to take everything out from under there.
Super says it will be fixed tomorrow.
In the meantime the garbage can is located else where.
Care to ask how many times I have opened that damned cupboard door to throw something out only to curse myself for my own stupidity cause I actually LOOKED at the garbage can before I opened that door?
I am NOT a creature of habit,
ju

Get the fuck off of my screen. Stop following me and wipe that stupid smile off of your face. If I should happen to need you I am sure I could find you in the corner, hole, tree top but right now you are in my space and I need all of my space. This is the only space I have to call my own.
Love ju

and I am 800 miles from the damn thing! It is going to get worse over night. I really hope all of you closer to the actual storm stay safe and don't lose power.
There are a lot of NNers getting a bj from Sandy right now.
Hoping you get a nicer one soon,
ju

How much crap one family can accumulate.
Today was the day to go through it and get rid of the bulk of it. The garage was a hoarders Mecca. An old artificial Christmas tree we thought we might use again, gone. Kids toys and bikes they have long outgrown, gone. Toboggans and snowboards any one over 3'6" tall wouldn't fit in, all gone.
The camping stuff has been semi organised for the first time in 2 years. I will organise it totally before the snow flies. I promise.
We finally stopped because we were all starving and once we sat down to eat realised there was no way in hell we were getting up again.
There was however one thing I kept putting in the garbage and 2 seconds later taking back out. I must have done it at least a dozen times over the course of the afternoon but for some reason just couldn't part with the kids rubber ducky. It was the only thing in the whole mess that held any kind of sentiment so he will be tucked in with the uber cute sweater, that pair of insanely tiny socks and the few other things I haven't eliminated over time.
Purged,
ju

Every parent read in their head at least once


Thanks for sharing that with me oh anonymous one.

We had our Thanksgiving on Sunday. It was great. Both good food and good company but now the treasure hunt is on. Friends who do your dishes have some damn interesting ideas about where they should be put after they have been dried.
Hoping to find everything by Christmas,
ju

I remember when I was turning 10 my paternal grandmother said to me.
"You are in your double digits"
I felt like death was imminent.
My next birthday of note was one that just made me uncomfortable. I was 20. I had been legal for everything here for a year and it just seemed like a non age. I hated when ppl asked me how old I was that year. I couldn't wait to be 21.
The next birthday I remember with great joy was my 30th. It was the best party ever!
40 came and went. Life gets busy eh?
My next one will be a big one. I am not sure why. Half a century ok... but it's a mental thing. It is not imminent, it's months and even next year away but I am hoping to celebrate with friends. Some I have already met. Some I will meet in person for the first time.
By then I will have been here for 10 years.
One fifth of my life.
I have a history.
Good friends, many who have become real life friends. Some have crossed my path and are no longer on the same journey but that doesn't mean I dont remember them fondly.
Shit happens.
It has been a trip, a learning experience and a place I so desperately needed at the time when I joined.
It has turned into a place where I go when I need to be "Norm" of Cheers fame. I have been let down by individuals but never by the whole. This is a place I can come and just be... whether I need to talk or just sit back and feel like I am a part of something.
Too many have left a mark on my life to name but there is one (team) I have to thank.
Thank you newbienudes.
ju

Makes me kinda glad I am allergic to perfume.

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Surely there is a use for the squid beaks?
Inventing,
ju