Wednesday, May 19, 2010

Theme song

Well! Had a moderately chaos eve. It didn't keep me from cooking, but it will keep me from getting the recipe in here tonight. Seems I bit off more than I could chew in the recipe adventure department. This is a good thing, though (the whole "no guts, no glory" angle), and reminds me of an old Colourfield song with a stretch in it that goes "thank God we're alive, and bite off more than we can chew." Words to live by! (You might not remember The Colourfield unless you're pretty much exactly my age -- I think they only lasted about 30 seconds, and it would probably help if you went to my high school, and even better if you hung out with me, Colin, and Bob. Despite all these potential strikes, they're on iTunes and the tune is Thinking of You if you're the least bit curious.)

ANYWAY, I had to change a car tire tonight thanks to an amazingly determined roofing nail. And, in the recipe department, I was inspired yesterday by a late night trip to Bloblaws during which I snagged some lamb and, of all things, a cookbook. The book is Jamie Oliver's America which I found to be thoroughly inspiring -- the photos, stories, and recipes are all top notch. I was particularly taken with a section on Navajo cooking -- so much so that I decided to cook some Navajo flatbreads on the grill tonight along with the lamb. This made the kitchen into a disaster area (which I have since restored to almost clean), but it was all good fun. I'll post the whole deal tomorrow if I can, but for now, here's a little teaser so you can see how it turned out.

The Navajo reference got me thinking of a song from the movie Mighty Wind. And the more I thought of this song, the more I thought "wow -- that song is for me!" So, dear reader, please find below my new theme song for Eat At Joes! It's not 100% accurate (more like 10%). I don't have a puppy in the parlour, or a nurse on duty, or sawdust or a Navajo blanket (although I'd like one -- even if it was old and smelly), you don't have to say grace either, but when I make coffee it's hot, and there is usually a skillet on the stove. So, without further ado, here it is!

Whenever I'm out a wandering,

Chasing a rainbow dream,
I often stop and think about,
A place I've never seen,
Where friendly folks can gather,
And raise the rafters high,
With songs and tales of yester year,
Until they say good-bye


Well.....there's a puppy in the parlor,
And a skillet on the stove,
And a smelly old blanket,
That a Navajo wove,
There's a chicken on the table,
But you got to say grace,
There's always something cooking at,
Old Joe's Place

Now folks come by round evening time,
Soon as the sun goes down,
Some drop in from right next door,
And some from out of town...('Pick it!')


Well.....there's a puppy in the parlor,
And a skillet on the stove,
And a smelly old blanket,
That a Navajo wove,
There's popcorn in the popper,
And a porker in the pot
There's pie in the pantry,
And the coffee's always hot,
There's a chicken on the table,
But you got to say grace,
There's always something cooking at,
Old Joe's Place


Now they don't allow no frowns inside,
Leave them by the door.
There's apple brandy by the keg,
And sawdust on the floor.


So if you've got a hankering',
I'll tell you where to go,
Just look for the busted neon sign
That flashes....Ea_  A_  _O_'s [editor's note: Eat At Joe's! Awesome!!]


Well...There's a puppy in the parlor,
And a skillet on the stove,
And a smelly old blanket,
That a Navajo wove,
There's popcorn in the popper,
And a porker in the pot
There's pie in the pantry,
And the coffee's always hot,
There's sausage in the morning,
And a party every night,
There's a nurse on duty,
If you don't feel right,
There's a chicken on the table,
But you got to say grace,
There's...always something cooking at,
Old...Joe's...Place

Oh yeah.

1 comment:

  1. Christopher Guest would be so proud!! (and - obviously goes without saying - yum!!!)

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