Here are my latest culinary victims. They are Cornish game hens. Remember those from the 80s? Well like many things from the 80s they are back. I should have put Ray Bans on these game hens and then they would have been the height of style.
These are braised game hens. Avert your eyes from the overcooked haricot verts. I got lazy and just threw them in the braising liquid (wine, stock, shallots). An aside-why are small green beans with a french name so fucking expensive? They can't really be grown in France, can they? If so, why can't we grow them here? Are we going to let the French show us up like this? The hens are filled with my patented stuffing, which contains raisins, walnust, apples, celery, and lots of sage. No chicken livers because I can't find a regular chicken liver supplier. Where are they going? To Larry Hagman?
I was scouting a new place to write about on sunday, so I drove out on 80 east to watt. Near the airbases I saw a sign that said estate sale and followed it back to a warehouse area. Ella and Liv take note, it is a warehouse chock full of interesting old crap including a stagecoach and millions of clown paintings.
I didn't really capture the breadth of the items here, because I was worried the proprieter would get mad at me, but they bought the estate of Milos "Sparky" Begovic, who owned numerous Sparky's casinos in Nevada and Lake Tahoe. I guess the mob bombed his casino in Lake Tahoe, which prompted his move to Nevada. He was a collector of clown paintings, boxing memorabilia, horse racing memorabilia, saddles, and probably more. The lady working there said that they have ten more trailers of stuff and that they have bought the Ponderosa Ranch set materials from whatever TV show that was.
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Well I guess I know where I'll be tomorrow morning.
Are you sure the guy's casinos weren't "Sharky's"? My dad and I would stop at Sharky's in Gardnerville, NV when I was a kid and we'd go to Mule Days in Bishop, CA (we'd pick my grandpa up in Reno). Anyways, Sharky's had one dining area full of clown and circus memorobilia, one full of American Indian portraits, and I think the bar was full of boxing and racehorse stuff. That place was the awesome, but I'd get upset we'd always get sat in the circus room instead of the Indian room.
It is Sharky! All that stuff you looked at as a kid is all in this warehouse now.
-miller
Oh dear...my "collector of obscure old crap sublimated as Important Historical Research" sense is tingling!!
Is any of this secret?
Sharky's sounds more likely as Sparky's is a chain of gross sports bars in Reno & Sparks. And the Ponderosa set for Bonanza is pretty much down the road in Incline Village - it's right by the beach for Sand Harbor.
Wow, so your "retirement" lasted about 10 days? Way to go! Knew you'd be back - where else could you dish it out but not take it too?
Well I suppose where ever you work might be hiring.
-Natalie.
Yo, one of the Beehags here. I'm glad to see you back -- you're a good distraction from my job search (seriously). So when will you be weighing in on the new "three dot" columnist who fails to actually use the three dots???
Yeah, I've used many an alias on here, as have other Bee Hags I'm sure (we don't actually discuss such things), but I'm lost on this String Girl thing.
I have no idea what a bunch of these comments mean, but I certainly am not going to leave up comments that mock someones physical disability.
and what's the deal with the three dots?
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