Pot Likker, Part 2
Jun. 8th, 2006 05:01 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
realexplodingcatRemember my experiment with pot liquor? After one month of regularly drinking pot liquor the only thing I have to show for it is the appearance of a straw fedora in my wardrobe. A cheap one, at that. So, I guess it's working. It's turning me into a southern gentleman. Just very slowly.
I must execute a more drastic plan to expedite the process. I intend to continue using the recipe I posted previously. However, I will replace the several cups of fresh water required for the recipe with several cups of pot liquor reserved from previously cooked greens. I will continue to recycle this pot liquor over and over and over, for several thousand separate pots of boiled greens, for as long as it takes to create a super dense pot liquor. A pot slurry, if you will. Then, I will make an alcohol solution combining my pot slurry with kentucky bourbon. It shall be a potent tincture. Only a few drops under the tongue should be enough to turn any damn yankee into a southern gentleman in less than a New York minute.
I must execute a more drastic plan to expedite the process. I intend to continue using the recipe I posted previously. However, I will replace the several cups of fresh water required for the recipe with several cups of pot liquor reserved from previously cooked greens. I will continue to recycle this pot liquor over and over and over, for several thousand separate pots of boiled greens, for as long as it takes to create a super dense pot liquor. A pot slurry, if you will. Then, I will make an alcohol solution combining my pot slurry with kentucky bourbon. It shall be a potent tincture. Only a few drops under the tongue should be enough to turn any damn yankee into a southern gentleman in less than a New York minute.
you rock
Date: 2006-07-27 06:19 pm (UTC)my adventures with becoming more southern pretty much occurred when i moved to kentucky/tennessee and now don't automatically wretch at the sight of the Stars n' Bars. baby steps. baby steps. who knows, i may yet become the hoopskirted belle to hang on your gentlemanly, seersuckered arm. in a gentlemanly way, of course. i'm not vying for ygg's spot, but a Southern Gentleman *would* offer his arm to a lady in the appropriate social setting.
in any case, you truly have a talent for writing...thanks for sharing. ;-)
susanr in iraq