In article >,
"Bob Terwilliger" > wrote:

> Om replied to Pussy:
>
> >>> We generate enough bacon grease that I can even use it to fry fish.
> >>
> >> Fresh fish fried in bacon grease has got to be as taste in ass
> >> disgusting as it gets.
> >>
> > I don't agree...
> <snip>
> > Once the bacon was done, she would then grease baste a few eggs, then
> > clean the trout and deep fry them in that bacon fat.
> >
> > <sigh>
> >
> > Incredible food, incredible memories.
>
> I have similar experiences with fresh trout pan-fried in bacon grease. So do
> millions of other people. Pussy has probably never pitched a tent in his
> life, and has totally missed out on whole vistas of life experience because
> of that. He's bitter about the fact that his life has been a series of
> omissions, failures, and disappointments, so he's snottily crying "sour
> grapes" to those who have found the simple satisfaction of preparing the
> great food which can be had while roughing it.
>
> Disregard the impotent loser's squalling, and keep on enjoying that fresh
> trout cooked in bacon grease! Oh, and if you happen to run across any wild
> strawberries, remember that it's GOOD to share!
>
> Bob
>
>

Oh gods, you WOULD go there! <lol>

We had a small wild strawberry patch in the back yard when we lived in
Colorado. :-) Sweet little tastes of pure heaven! I could only wish that
commercial strawberries tasted like that!

Then there are wild blackberries, picked under the blue blue sky at
8,000 ft. right before the usual afternoon thundershowers.......

Thanks Bob! :-) That's one of my most treasured memories of things I
used to do with mom!
--
Om.

"My mother never saw the irony in calling me a son-of-a-bitch." -Jack Nicholson