No mangos around here
Sipping a coffee here, was working the smokers yesterday, some snow, slight breeze, around 17 degrees, was rather balmy. I won’t buff my nails on my chest but I will say, perfection!
made some BBQ as well
You may say, damn!, that’s a lot of jerky, kinds sorta and maybe, takes on average 3 pound of meat to make one pound of jerky, and none of it is mine. I know a couple of diabetics, they go in on meat, I smoke it.
Don’t know if you knew this
- High Protein Content: Beef jerky is rich in protein, which can help stabilize blood sugar levels and provide a feeling of fullness. This is beneficial for managing diabetes, as protein has little effect on blood glucose when consumed in moderation. 2
- Low Carbohydrates: Traditional beef jerky typically contains minimal carbohydrates, making it a low-glycemic snack that is less likely to cause significant spikes in blood sugar levels.
When making stuff that calls for sugar, I don’t use sugar, I use powdered honey, and you can use it instead of sugar in many many recipes.
My mother, one of her pet peeves was the sell by date on stuff, so much waste, believe you me, we wasted nothing around here. So here is some useful knowledge
When cold smoking ya gotta tend the fire, was reading about the food the boots eat.
PR New Study: US Military Meals are Contaminated with Toxic Pesticides, Banned Veterinary Drugs, Heavy Metals
It’s then Chef came to mind, Chef was from New Orleans, just wanted some mangos man, you may find this scene, funny, and maybe a few other emotions
Till you find out, it was loosely based on real accounts
3rd Recon Battalion Marine who survived a tiger attack while on patrol in Quang Tri Province in 1968, near where a Marine had allegedly* been killed by a tiger in November 1967. The 400 pound man-eating tiger attacked swiftly and silently, and the first warning the six-man patrol had was screaming from one of the four sleeping Marines. Startled while feeding on the man by the other Marines, the tiger started dragging its prey away before it was killed. The lucky victim was medivaced suffering lacerations and bites on the neck.
That night we set out a mechanic ambush. Late that night we heard it go off, so next morning we hurried out but all we saw was a blood trail. The LT and our platoon sergeant agreed we should stick around. We patrolled in the area that day and then set out another ambush close to the last one. Well, that night we heard it go off again so the next morning one APC went out to investigate. They radioed back and said we would not believe what they had! It was the tiger, which had walked into the trip wire and been killed outright!
“Soon the word spread and we had a bunch of choppers carrying Brass and other higher ups flying in all morning long. We all took pictures and then hauled the tiger off on an APC.” Frenchy added, “Everybody in the world wanted to take a picture of that cat.”
John (The Mole) Williams, a B Company APC driver in the field at the time, added, “After the tiger was killed in a night claymore trip wire ambush, we wanted to take it back to base on the APC, but they made us take it off the track. By the time we got to camp dragging it with a cable or rope, all we had left was a tiger tail to talk about.”
Rick observed, “I was excited and sad at the same time to see such a beautiful animal dead. It left me thinking that nothing escapes war. When I got back to States my Mother had one of the pictures blown up and I have it on my wall today.”
B Company’s Tiger, 1970
Nothing escapes war…
