contest The March Dutch-Oven Classic
- Thread starter SumOfMyBits
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Hey buddy, hope all is well with that. See you next time.
I know I'm at least 8 deep right now, and realized that noise on this thread has turned into a whisper.
Thanks "El Jefe" for regulating.
Gratuitous Chronicle of JayT:
This morning I was dramatically woken out of sleep by Kris-Kross blaring from my stereo downstairs.
Still groggy, I managed to make my way down the stairs of my two story townhouse... totally confused by the situation [I live alone... and there was no reason THIS should have been happening.] I turned my head to the left as I reached the bottom tread, and peaked my head around the corner towards the kitchen.
There was JayT totally "crossed out" while wearing a skull-cap with his arms crossed, and nodding like he knew something was about to go down. His jeans were on backwards and everything!
I then noticed the Dutch Oven behind him on my wooden breakfast table... rockin' with ten coals on the bottom, and twelve red coals on the lid. He was doin' something right, BUT my table was of the wooden persuasion.
Still in a stupor, and knowing that my great grand-father had built that table, I had no option but to roll with a profanity.
"What the F JayT!?!"
JayT, put his hand up in the gesture of "stop... I got this", and proceeded to pull a small weathered leather bag from his pocket.
It had what looked like a chicken drum-stick bone sticking out the top. That's when I noticed all the chicken-feet surrounding the Dutch Oven.
He told me that he had voodooed my table into a not combustible surface by waving the weathered leather bag consisting of a chicken bone, a merkin, and a piece of P2K's dress.
Then he whipped out some card-board and started break-dancing.
True story.
Thanks "El Jefe" for regulating.
Gratuitous Chronicle of JayT:
This morning I was dramatically woken out of sleep by Kris-Kross blaring from my stereo downstairs.
Still groggy, I managed to make my way down the stairs of my two story townhouse... totally confused by the situation [I live alone... and there was no reason THIS should have been happening.] I turned my head to the left as I reached the bottom tread, and peaked my head around the corner towards the kitchen.
There was JayT totally "crossed out" while wearing a skull-cap with his arms crossed, and nodding like he knew something was about to go down. His jeans were on backwards and everything!
I then noticed the Dutch Oven behind him on my wooden breakfast table... rockin' with ten coals on the bottom, and twelve red coals on the lid. He was doin' something right, BUT my table was of the wooden persuasion.
Still in a stupor, and knowing that my great grand-father had built that table, I had no option but to roll with a profanity.
"What the F JayT!?!"
JayT, put his hand up in the gesture of "stop... I got this", and proceeded to pull a small weathered leather bag from his pocket.
It had what looked like a chicken drum-stick bone sticking out the top. That's when I noticed all the chicken-feet surrounding the Dutch Oven.
He told me that he had voodooed my table into a not combustible surface by waving the weathered leather bag consisting of a chicken bone, a merkin, and a piece of P2K's dress.
Then he whipped out some card-board and started break-dancing.
True story.
midwestchilehead
eXtreme
First time with the multiquote button and apparently I still haven't figured it out.
My apologies if I offended anyone.
This is not fair to a new member, let's please stop this. It has been fun so far but I don't want it to go too far. Thanks
My apologies if I offended anyone.
This is not fair to a new member, let's please stop this. It has been fun so far but I don't want it to go too far. Thanks
Oh, it's fine. It's all in good fun.
I am really a girl, though!
Sum, you definately have the gift of V.I.
Vaginal Insertion?
Vegetable Invalids?
Voluptuous Indians?
Virginian Incest?
Vulcan Interpreter?
Vermouth Ingestion?
Vacuous inbreeding?
Vasectomy Instrument?
Yea, Sumofmybits, he's all of those things.
Although ANY self-respecting drunken foodie would be honored to possess those traits....
I was referring to Vivid Imagination
Sum, you definately have the gift of V.I.
I love it!
I was referring to Vivid Imagination
Maybe Sum can apply some VI for a TD win! Ohhhhh no he di'int!
Seriously, you are way overdue! You're the TD bridesmaid. Take the crown.
Maybe Sum can apply some VI for a TD win! Ohhhhh no he di'int!
Seriously, you are way overdue! You're the TD bridesmaid. Take the crown.
Always the bridesmaid, never the bride.
If memory serves me correct, the first "official" TD was the Jerk Throwdown... I proposed that, and FD won it.
That donkey!
Hee Haw!! Muthafucka!!!
This thread is great 
That's a whole new Chronicle of JayT story. It's hilarious as $#!t... and a wind-farm was involved.
True Story.
I may have to go all Jimi Hendrix on y'all to even get close to winnin'. For true I won't be cookin' with banana leaves, merkins or other some such foo foo' fication. Hot smoke and sasafrass may however be involved.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Qja2ptq_p7I
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Qja2ptq_p7I
TB, this is all about a man with stacked charcoal and cast iron. That man is Sum. He's gonna bring it.
I know you love your music, but keep the long hair hippy stuff for the woodstock throwdown this summer to be hosted at Yasgur's farm, or JT's kitchen (whichever is more historic).
BTW, off topic, when you come to Miami this fall (which you will) I got everything we need for a righteous jam session. Everything. Guitars, Bass, Percussion, Pianos. Trust me. Down to the harmonicas, in every key.
Also, what do they call a "Dutch Oven" in Australia?
I know you love your music, but keep the long hair hippy stuff for the woodstock throwdown this summer to be hosted at Yasgur's farm, or JT's kitchen (whichever is more historic).
BTW, off topic, when you come to Miami this fall (which you will) I got everything we need for a righteous jam session. Everything. Guitars, Bass, Percussion, Pianos. Trust me. Down to the harmonicas, in every key.
Also, what do they call a "Dutch Oven" in Australia?
They call that a camp oven. Do you have the necessary wattage to repel the fuzz when knock on the door? I'll bring a glass slide and lots of cheap hosky.
This TD is all about stacked Cast Iron and charcoal... Don't get the panties in a bunch! It will be brought.
And bring a change of underwear, things are gonna get wet.
And bring a change of underwear, things are gonna get wet.