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Post by Itchy on May 7, 2009 18:41:24 GMT -5
Here is my baked bean recipe that I make up in the fall and winter usually on Sundays or special game days. With all the requests that I get I try not to make it too much due to the amount of people and the limited number of Dunnies in the house.
1 Pound Package Dry Navy or Small Pea Beans 1/3 Pound Lean Sliced Bacon, Cut Into 3/4 Inch Squares 1 Medium Onion, Sliced Thin 1/3 Cup Brown Sugar, Firmly Packed 1/2 Cup Molasses 1 Teaspoon Dry Yellow Mustard 1/4 Cup Tomato Ketchup 1/4 Cup Maple Syrup
Oven 300
You can use a casserole dish but it comes out the best using a bean pot.
Rinse beans and add to 2 quarts cold water. Bring to boiling, simmer 3 minutes, remove from heat, cover and let stand 1 hour.
Add 1/2 teaspoon salt to pan, return to boiling, cover and simmer until tender, about 1 hour. Drain, reserving liquid, adding water if needed to make 2 cups.
Add Sugar, molasses, mustard, ketchup and maple syrup, stirring until well blended.
Using a 2 quart bean pot or casserole, spoon in 1/2 the beans. Cover with the sliced onion and the bacon. Spoon in the remaining beans, then pour liquid over top.
Cover and bake at 300 for 5 to 7 hours. Check occasionally, adding water if needed. Serve directly from the pot.
You can sub out the bacon and keep it Veg. or sub the bacon for hotdogs. 3 Years ago I made up 3 batches of Baked Beans for the Super Bowl, one condisted of Pulled Pork, Bacon and Straight Backed Beans I watched as people fought to clean the pots with pieces of bread.
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Post by SabsTheNinja on May 8, 2009 5:30:53 GMT -5
what kind of animals do you invite to your house? ppl biting your fingers and fighting to get the last scraps of food.......and then you eat bbq wings in bed? I'm starting to wonder about you itchy....
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Post by Itchy on May 8, 2009 19:01:48 GMT -5
what kind of animals do you invite to your house? ppl biting your fingers and fighting to get the last scraps of food.......and then you eat bbq wings in bed? I'm starting to wonder about you itchy.... Heathens I tell ya. Well the problems stems from todays woman. Now here me out on this. Majority of todays woman are lazy don't cook, clean pretty much want to be waited on hand and foot. Most of my friends are either dating or married to these particular woman. before I get flammed for the woman comment I will call them NY Woman. You can never go wrong with a good old country girl. Back to the woman issue. So these guys don't get any cooked meals at home work 12-16 hours a day to afford the housing in NY. So you would expect atleast dinner once in awhile especially since some of them are home all day. So majority of them don't have dinner or if they do its frozen or fast food. I usually only cook around game days or holidays and the cooking is done always at one of the guys thats living along. Reason being no woman there to iterfere with the TV or ask stupid questions that do not pertain to anything thats on the TV or having to do from 4 months in the future. So being that there a no woman there none of there rules apply there (Diets, excessive drinking, you name it) so when they actually get home cooked food they loose all human control and functions. Now don't me wrong there are some woman out there that do contribute to the relationship by cooking and such but you are looking at maybe 5% of the woman in NY are able to do that. I mean look at Belguim They train there men to be bitches for life hence why Darky got picked up by one. I'm trying to catch them in action when she has the ball gag in his mouth vacuuming the floor.
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Post by Itchy on May 8, 2009 19:28:43 GMT -5
what kind of animals do you invite to your house? ppl biting your fingers and fighting to get the last scraps of food.......and then you eat bbq wings in bed? I'm starting to wonder about you itchy.... oh the chicken wings thing well you see this is what happened. as a youth I used to drink a lot sneaking out at night and such. During these drunken adventures being the true drunks that we are we always ended up at a dinner for something greasy or if we were at a bar that had a kitchen we would get something to go. Considering most of the places I drank at had there own kitchens we would get buffalo or BBQ wings to go. Now being that i lived in the basement I had no fridge there. My father who was a light sleeper and like to rise at 4 in the morning I always avoided going upstairs because for one drunk off my ass and 2 I was never light on my toes they made for a bad combination. So I would end up drunk off my ass eating my chicken in bed watching TV and passing out. falling asleep with the plate on your chest or lap always ended up with me covered in sauce and a chicken bone poking me in the arse. Actually off subject I remember one time crashing with my Buddy at his cousins hotel room in the city. We met up with her and her friend someplace in the city that had all you can eat wings. So the subject came up that this girl could eat more wings then me so we challengened sadly enough i lost big time. I could of swore her middle name was Hoover. Well after eating a shit load of shitty wings and drinking all night I ended up with a bad case of acid reflux. The room had double beds so it was me and my buddys cousin in one bed and my buddy and his cousins friend in the other. Well Adam wasn't drinking that much that night so he was in pretty good shape. between the snoring coming from me and the jabba sitting next to him he was up all night. He descibed it like watching The Undertaker from WWE laying flat on his back and popping up real fast; he said i looked around the room looked down at the blanket shrugged and proceeded to up chunck everything inside my stomach. Once the projecticles stopped he said i sat there for like 5 minutes staring at the mess between my legs and picked up a piece of chewed chicken and started giggling at it and passed back out. With that he said I woke up about an hour later and was agitated because of the wet blanket I ended up turning the blanket around and putting the mess on her side. So once that task was completed I went back to bed. I was woken up about 2 hours later by here saying house keeping is here get up. Where she proceed to apologize saying I puked up last night and I got it all over the blanket and some of it got on you. being that I could care less and only wanted to sleep said what ever and went back to bed after we got new linen and such. when we finally were sober enough Adam was like I can not belive you puked up all over the bed and youself only to fall back asleep like that and then to wake up afterwoods spin the blanket around and put the mess on my cousins side and made her think she did all that. He was like thats really uncool man thats my family I was like what are you talking about man and he was like I saw everything last night man you were playing with the chicken you threw up. I asked him if he remebers If i ate any shrimp last night and he was like no why. I was like then who did and he was like my cousin did why. I was like well she played you dirty dawg. It seems my buddy Adam left his shoes on her side of the bed and well i guess she did throw up last night because she had a good amount of puke with some half chewed shrimp tails inside his shoes. He was like awww man that nasty bitch so I was like now what were you saying about me. lol I don't know why I always find that story funny.
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Post by SabsTheNinja on May 9, 2009 8:34:49 GMT -5
ROFL! that is a funny story.....I would hate to have been that maid tho LOL! u are one nasty bastid hehe and fyi i cook like a mofo might not clean as much as shreky wants me to but i make all kinds of good stuff. plus i'm the only one who drives so trust me i earn my keep lol
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Post by Banzer on May 9, 2009 20:34:37 GMT -5
hahahaha thats pretty funny.
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