Friday, January 9, 2009

Well first let me say that this is the first time that I've ever blogged anything. I don't have any idea what I'm doing. So please if you read this please make it easy for me with suggestions etc. Here I go...... Back in the sixties there was a time when we didn't have too much money. In times of no pot this would be a disaster. Walking around moaning and groaning about how empty our stomachs were. That would be intolerable. In these hard times we were saved by marijuana. Yup, pot, weed, smoke, ganga, well you get the idea. Smoke some weed and get a roaring case of the munchies. Anything would work and taste good, not only good but gourmet. I'll give you an example of necessity. We had been out of money for awhile and hadn't eaten a real meal for it seems an eternity. We were sitting at the dining room table one morning and were smoking a joint. Of course we got the munchies. Went to the cupboard and like Old Mother Hubbard it was bare. Well not completely. We had some flour, salt, and a teaspoon or so of oil. Well that sounded like pancakes to us. Well we mixed it together and gave it a shot. We also dropped some food coloring and swirled it when we poured the pancakes. It really looked psychodelic. They were wonderful. Couldn't eat enough. They were flat, tasteless but colorful and incredibly mouthwatering. Hooray for pot. I know, I know not to much. Well they'll be more to follow and hopefully your stories and recipes. See ya.

1 comment:

  1. Well, here you are. My favorite is:
    A flour tortilla fried in bacon grease, drained and drizzled with honey. Salty, and sweet and crispy. Who could ask for more?