in talking to everybody, two main improvements we're shooting for this year is more music in song circles, not just at the end but all during the evening, out under the trees like Kerrville Folk Festival campground style and the other... making a bigger deal out of the food. Food has always been really good but we've very utilitarianly stuck it all on a couple of cramped tables just out of the way by the bar-b-que pits. People would go to a lot of trouble to make something spectacular and it would just be stacked on the table without any credit to the cook. That just ain't the South Texas Baptist Potluck Dinner way to do it. We're going to spotlight the food on a couple of big long tables and make sure everybody knows what it is and who it came from. I know most people won't be able to let us know in advance what they're bringing, but if you do it'll help get everybody reved up. We'll have some index cards and sharpies there for people to write what it is and who it's from. Trust me, this is going to be a big improvement. If you wanna eat good, cooks must be worshiped.
Here's what we know so far:
Joesph and Rosalinda are going to roast a whole goat. That is currently the feat to try to beat. Veterinarians (veg this is your chance to try to make something more delicious than that. The glove has been thrown down.
Glenn has invited a good friend who is making a big pot of turnip greens. One of my favorites and perfect with goat. That's what we need, everything from rice crispy treats to turnip greens and every kind of broccoli rice casserole and seven bean salad in between.
I have the new canjun microwave that my Mom gave me and it'll hold a hundred pounds of meat so I'm going to try to get some wild pig from Mike and Lee Villarreal. They hunt javelinas with bow and arrow. I'll also do some redfish that we caught and have saved up. And about 60 pounds of the Woodzie mainstay; whole chicken leg quarters.
what are you bringing, let us all know....
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drinks?
yes
me, too
I'll continue the tradition of making breakfast and coffee the next day for whomever is still around in the morning -- barbacoa and pototo and egg breakfast tacos. I won't even ruin Jimmie's electric griddle this year (bringing a stove in case we run out of propane again).
We'll bring something for the evening, but I haven't figured out what yet.
OK - we'll bring chicken mole, and bananna bread or zucchini bread -- something like that.
mmmmm... chicken mole
I am bringing Old Crow, and beans. Real Cowboy beans ( with tiny little hats and boots). I will also bring my secret recipe of bar-b-que Twinkies dipped in jalepeno
juice, stuffed with rattle snake meat.
mmmm... rattlesnake meat
Tastes Like Chicken
John said: Veterinarians, this is your chance to try to make something more delicious than that.
That is a damn funny typo.
That's no typo.
That's a crazy new Freudian slip :)
Hooray for Kim!!
That electric griddle was a cheap piece of crap - unlike you who are an incomparable gem!
Thanks for volunteering, again.
hey... I gave you that for Christmas.
But Kim you didn't do anything to it, it still works fine. It just didn't prove to be industrial enough to cook a big cowboy breakfast on.
will there be electricity out there in the woods for crock pots or other food warmers?
yes. but I think all the crock pots in the kitchen backline have to be set to "low".
I'm just kidding, I'm sure we can run several. I wonder how much electricity a crock post draws in relationship to a Fender Twin Reverb?
but my Revel Deluxe Rice Burner goes to 11
that's one hotter
just caught the rumor that Poopy is bringing her famous Vegan Chili/Frito Pie
Hippy or Hippie Food. notice they spell it both ways
for those who aren't cooks, stopping by the store and getting a couple of packages of steaks or sausage is genius. Meat will be bar-b-qued in shift after shift all night and we always need meat for the fire. ALSO, help in the bar-b-que pit area watching the fires, just keeping an eye on things, is always greatly appreciated.
I want to see some more comments about the food!!
"Tell me about the food again, George, tell me more about the food!"
Like Lennie in Of Mice And Men, get it?
We're onto all kinds of subjects but I want us to keep visualizing world peas. Like two 10 foot tables covered in everybody's favorite family recipe. The potatoe cheese boat casserole your grandma used to make. The mojito recipe Ernest Hemmingway taught you in a dream.
We have to have everybody pulling their weight!! Can you cook or can't you cook? We're putting a name tag on what you bring so don't show your butt by bringing any Frito scoopers and bean dip. :)
I just totally made up Potato Cheese Boat Casserole
...well, John, I think I'm a splendiferous survival cook, but legion are those who have begged to differ...my best bet is to save my nickels, follow your 4/19 suggestion, and just bring dead animal flesh...what is a Woodzie-recommended reasonable ratio of carnage-per-carnivore? Were I to bring, say, 6x the poundage of deceased beast I myself can consume within 24 hours (thus slaking my own bloodlust and incriminating 5 other humans in the slaughter), would that be fair barter for the mountains of beans, bagels, and blintzes I'll likely consume? My original idea was to fetch and tote 100 lbs. of bananas, but the hitchhiking fruit flies might then have overtaken the skeeters (and my cooking) as public enemy #1 and, as Arlo would have it, 'Kid, we don't want any hangin's around here...' :)
I will bring a dutch oven full of beans with steak and some raw 7 bone steak to grill, with tortillas, similar to the "Hoot" menu for SAT. I hope that works....and I hope I live through the night to sample Kim's breakfast tacos and coffee, and not wind up in the cow tank, with and empty old crow bottle on the shore, and my geetar floating away ....I think we should have a winner takes all midnight paddle boat race
...a midnight Potato Cheese Boat paddleboat race... :)
...'and, comin' up on the inside, we've got Santa MF cruisin' on his Santa Cruz...blub, blub, blub...aw, dang, he sank...if he'd'a only been paddlin' his ol' abandoned D-28 he'd'a had a shot...the spirits of all those departed Mahogany and Brazilian Rosewood trees would'a kept her nimbly afloat...sigh...R.I.P., MF...give 'em hell in Hell...' :)
Say, Mike...should you happen to ACTUALLY go tits up during the race, can I have that little tan Tellie? :)
Mike, here's my prediction. You're going to wake up and the muses are going to have duct taped you to an elm tree.
That's a useful way to say it Pat - that's in my Woodzie lexicon now. I always say "scalable" - now you have me thinking of the 6x factor. Scalable means people bring equal to what they might eat. But what actually happens is that quite a few people bring more than they themselves can eat and thats where the slack gets picked up. What I see year after year is "from each according to their means and to each according to their needs". Means not meaning money but meaning just being organized enough to get both themselves and their picnic food here. Some musicians come and just don't quite know what's going on... but we love them and feed them like an old Italian mother. It feels great to feed people. You'll enjoy seeing what happens that day. It's so hippie - with little planning and no worry it always ends up being just enough.
So yeah, you're on the exact right track. :)
"Some musicians come and just don't quite know what's going on..."
*choke, snort, sputter, fall out of chair, seizure...*
If it weren't so true, it wouldn't be so dang funny!
Like every open mic..."How does this work? Can I use your guitar? Can I go on when my girlfriend gets here?"
As Will would say, "That's classic Dad!"
Mike doesn't know it but he's actually the one who really got me hoping for some extra great food at the Woodzie this year. It happened months ago when I first told him about the potluck picnic thing. He kicks into his description of a bacon and jalapeño stuffed quail that he cooks. I was hypnotized.
Riley's is like poker night and Mike's single so he has some manly tales to tell but as we're sitting around the table Glenn and I always try to talk him into telling about the jalapeño quail again. :)
Mike I suppose that's when you know you're hanging out with guys who're just too old.
So my thought process was that this was a surprise and "who else can cook stuff like that?" and "why can't we have it at the Woodze?"
I love you guys, I love you guys, please don't doubt it. don't be mad at me but these are just funny observations.
1. the food thread here is 80% men commenters. I bet 80% of the casseroles are carried in by your loving women.
2. the moral of the story above is leave Mike alone girls or John and Glenn are going to hear the play by play. :)
and John, if we're getting there at noon we're all going to need to be use to bring coolers and ice to preserve stuff all the way to the evening meal.
I'm not the earlier anonymous female lurker but I'm going with that because I don't want to be in any trouble. :)
PEACE!
Yeah, you know we're old when a pretty girl walks in and Mike's eyes are rolling around in his head wondering what kind of panties she's wearing, and we're wondering how her lasagna is?"
but we do 80% of the eating
get out in the woods baby and rattle some pot and pans!
You're not in trouble, nobody ever gets in trouble at Whippleworld for being honest or having an opinion. But I do seriously doubt that you love us...
And yes, you need to bring a cooler full of ice. Everyone does that. There's no fridge.
87.666%
Glenn and I were just talking about ice on the phone this afternoon. We'd been talking about many getting Billy's Ice to donate a keg but know what we really need? A big load of ice.
I wonder what would be in it for them?
It will make Billy's Ice House feel good about themselves. Proud to help the community. Like posting comments under your real name.
We'll give them free, all access passes.
The downside is, if they did donate 300 pounds of ice, where would we put it?
If everyone brought a cooler of ice there will be no problems. But I digress, we men are far too ineffectual.
mmmm... lasagna.
My girlfriend makes GREAT lasagna. But she's been mad at me and hasn't been serving any of it.... wait, what are you guys talking about?
Woodzie Muse Fitzawoowoo is bringing LOTS of fruit....a huge ice chest (hopefully with ice)....and perhaps a bunch of hard boiled eggs...if you're lucky she'll split them and put the devil into them!!!!
By the way....muses do not duck tape people to trees....poor trees.
John, Glen you guys ain't old, and you guys are still the hippest cats in the scene! If your prostates are a little swollen, a little grey in your hair, and you may prefer lasagna over pink panties, just means you guys are aging well, like a vintage Martin guitar, it ain't playing heavy metal, but can smoke out some mean bluegrass! Besides....a well baked Lasagna is pretty danged good!
A major, major development on the food front. Mother (Ann/Mom) won this $1,400 "Canjun Microwave" bar-b-que pit in a raffle last month and yesterday she said that if I find a place to get it, her food contribution will be to buy a whole suckling pig to cook in it.
The cajuns designed this big cooker specifically for doing the best possible job of they call cochon de lait (koh SHON duh lay).
Whole pig, kinda like the Hawaiians do only canjun style. We gonna have dat.
Gilbert is doing the spit roasted whole goat, I'm going to do this fresh 25 pound whole baby pig. We are certainly on line for the greatest food party we've ever had!!
...reckon it behooves me to postpone the vegan transformation...darn...angels in the works, eh? :)
Woodzie Muses LUVS pork roast......pooor piggie.....I'ma gonna git me sum o dat!
Oink!
Oink! is right.
I've toiled over the minor league bar-b-que pits for our family and friends things for years... this is exciting because it's like moving up to the big time. They're calling me up to the big show.
We've talked about it for years and it's finally going to happen.
Bar-b-que art.
I said Gilbert was roasting the goat earlier - it's our friend Joseph. Sorry.
We need a drawing of a goat and a pig with their arms around each other.
Let's have a drawing contest....and let everyone win of course displaying them near the pit(s)?? I have sticky stuff that will attach to trees without hurting them. I'll bring the supplies: paper, charcoal, pastels, and sticky stuff.
By the way, will/would anyone have a guitar lesson for beginners per chance? If so, I'll bring my classsical that I still haven't learned to play....if I can fit it in my 'truck' with everything else!!!! It's getting pretty full! Does anyont want to pick up the ice chest today or are you covered?
Pat S said....."aw, dang, he sank...if he'd'a only been paddlin' his ol' abandoned D-28 he'd'a had a shot..".....
Well my fine feathered friend, I know when the years start sinking in it's hard to accept change.." dang those talking movies, and hell with air conditioning..." But in the end you just can't compare a Chevy to a Mercedes S class, Pat. Judge a woman by the depth of her soul, and a guitar based on its' merits alone, and flotation ceases to be a concern, because I wear floaties!
Casey's bringing a keg of Dos XX as her special contribution. Nice!!!
we're bringing crawfish
Woodzie Muses luvs red, red wine .....so they be bringin' a case to share (The brand has the 'Hang ten' Insignia!!!) Along with some sausages, the fruit, feathers for sunset ritual, art stuff, face paints, Rachel's birthday present (where can I keep whipped cream coldest??), etc. Could not fit the big ice chest in the "truck" (packed before I left town last week so ready to go Saturday morn)....
Crawfish!!!
I knew life was good, but it just got great!!!
says jimmie bell
thanks everybody for bringing such great food! That was the most amazing spread of food we've ever had. Goat, pig, crawfish, steaks and homemade sidedishes of every kind. It was a new layout on the table every 30 minutes or so; nothing built up because it was attacked by piranha in wave after wave. Everything was eaten and there was exactly enough.
That was a majorly successful feast.
There were so many good looking things that I saw, but when I went back they were gone! And then I apparently decided Dos Equis was water and forgot to eat anything else. Ack.
I'm just now settling down from THE WOODZIE. How can we wait a whole year?!? Yes, the food was more than promised. I saw pineapples and fresh baked bread and chili and turnip greens and ribs and big boxes of chocolate covered donuts and grapes and cookies and mango salsa and t-bone steaks and on and on. It was like a picnic in a wonderful dream :)
I wish I knew who made each dish.
They were soooo amazing.
I loved the breads. OHH, the breads!!!
Then the greens and cornbread(s)!
And the squash casserole, corn casserole. And I so enjoyed the fruit. And all the desserts.
This vegetarian thanks you, each and every one, for the loving sustenance.
YYUUUUUMMMMMMM!!!
Kim, Jimmie found a really nice skillet that we figure might have been from the Cowboy Breakfast. Do you leave one?
Don't you like how this food thread was either the longest or one of very longest at 55 entries. Like the Beverly Hillbilly Hippies, we're all about the viddles.
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