Happy Hour In The Heptarchy: Stuffed Squash And Jarritos
It’s five past 5 across Conference III (leave work early, Colorado — you have our permission), time to hit bricks and get that freakin’ weekend started, am I right?
Of course I am.
It’s been a tough week for some of you so loosen your belt, pop a top, grab a spoon and stop being such a sourpuss. III Communication’s got good news for everybody.
What We’re Eating: My summer — like every summer — has had too much squash and not enough sausage. I sought to rectify that last night, trying to find someway to incorporate some good old Tennessee Pride into my diet. Suggestions poured in on the Twitter machine. Couldn’t make meatloaf because the wife’s not a fan. Couldn’t stuff peppers, because I only had one. Couldn’t make ziti because I didn’t have ziti. But I did have squash. Lots of squash. So I combined what I had too much of with what I hadn’t had enough of and made stuffed squash.
Boiled the suckers for about eight minutes, then cooked the sausage with that bell pepper. Chopped up a tomato, added some salt and pepper. Sliced the squash, seeded it and added the chopped up middles to the sausage mix. Scooped that junk into the squash cavity, mixed up some parmesan and bread crumbs, drizzled some olive oil, baked at 350 for 25.
Reasons To Celebrate
Chicago: You’re forever in blue jeans, Chicago. Riding high with that Stanley Cup as training camp creeps ever closer. It’s not all good news, though. The Leaning Tower of Niles is in peril. But that’s OK, because Zumba is holding a “public fitness concert” in Chicago. Whatever that is.
Your Weekend Jam: “Rump Shaker” by Wreckx-N-Effect
Colorado: You’ve had a long summer of hot August nights, Colorado. But be mellow, bros. The feds aren’t gonna bother with your recreational pot law.
Your Weekend Jam: “Legalize It” by Peter Tosh
Dallas: The offseason sure was noisy in Big D. And the Texan on Big Brother was noisy, too. Thankfully, you can celebrate as you wish at this weekend’s AnimeFest, just follow the rules: “Solicitation, panhandling, or anything which could be interpreted as such, is not allowed. This includes signs like: ‘Free Hugs’, ’25c Kisses’, or ‘Glomp Me’.”
Your Weekend Jam: “Turning Japanese” by The Vapors
Your Weekend Jam: “Where Is My Mind?” by Trampled by Turtles, playing today at the fair!
Nashville: America! Speaking of America, Steven Rhodes, the Marine who caused a ruckus when the NCAA ruled him ineligible to play, played for MTSU last night, got a sack and a good coverage tackle and his wife (a Sailor) was in attendance to see.
Your Weekend Jam: “America” by Simon & Garfunkel
St. Louis: Tonight is your Hot August Night, so be patient. Meantime, Anheuser-Busch is opening a beer analytics lab in Illinois. First task? Quantifying the answer to “exactly how awful is our beer?”
Your Weekend Jam: “Weird Science” by Oingo Boingo
Your Weekend Jam: “Lovecats” by The Cure