Friday, April 8, 2011

G-Rated

Hey, Y'all,
Well, Good Gravy! We're up to G and there are a whole bunch of great G-words, and instead of doing just one, I am going to do a few of them. Gravy is one of them and if you're going to have gravy, better make it good. 

Now, my Mom could make some of the best gravy a person ever put in their hungry mouth. She began with cooking some pork sausage, and crumbling some of it up in the old iron skillet then removing the rest of it. Then, she added enough flour to make the gravy with, and she browned that flour, stirring all the time. After it was the perfect shade of brown, she added a bowl of milk, being careful not to scald her hand as she poured, still stirring with the right hand. When the mixture was the right thickness (this is called thickened gravy - we call it country gravy these days), she poured it up into the bowl that had contained the milk. Then she opened the oven door and pulled out the "cat-head" biscuits. We sat down at the table and had fried eggs, sausage, gravy and biscuits, along with cups of coffee. Oh, Man! That was pure heaven! (And Good Gravy! it was good!) Good Gravy is also an expression of surprise, horror, or delight. Take your pick. 

Gallopin' Pony is another "G" expression. When I was a girl (whoa! that was a long time ago) and was concerned with how I looked to go somewhere special, my mom would look at me primping in the mirror and I was thinking how cute I wanted to look. Then she would say, "It doesn't matter how much you primp, nobody can tell the difference on a gallopin' pony." She sure knew how to take the wind out of my sails. Ha. 

Garbage...I thought of that one last night. This morning is trash pick up day and I always just think of it right before I'm ready to drag off to bed, and I think "ARRGH! Gotta collect the trash through the house and take it outside to be picked up. Tomorrow is trash day!" So through the house I went emptying wastebaskets and adding the stuff to the bigger trash bag in the kitchen. I slipped my crocs back on and carried the bag out to the curb to be picked up this morning. It made me remember how Dubby used to go through the house helping me to collect the trash to be carried off to the dumpsters out on Quarry Road in New Market. When he could no longer drive, he helped me gather it up so I could take it out there, and he would go with me as long as he could, so he could toss it into the dumpsters. Then when he could no longer go with me, I did it alone. 

The last G word is Good-un, which is used to describe a person or thing. We usually say, "Now, he's a good-un all right!" or we can say, "That's a good-un" meaning either a joke someone relates, or a trick someone has played. As far as I'm concerned, all of you are "good-uns". Thanks for stopping by to visit me. I am going by the list that Alex Cavanaugh has posted, trying to visit as many as I can, not always leaving a note, but doing the best I can. 

Just a word about the church I visited on Sunday....I am planning on joining it, and I have already joined the church choir. When Dubby began showing signs of dementia that would prevent my leaving him alone on Wednesday evening to practice in the church choir back home, I gave it up and did not regret doing so for his sake. Now I am blessed to be able to sing in the choir once again. 

This is Blabbin' Grammy signing off for today. Much love to each of you, my friends and family. Bye for now. More later.

11 comments:

Alex J. Cavanaugh said...

I hear the word good-un often!

welcome to my world of poetry said...

Wonderful Ruby, with all the G words you left the most important one out GRAMMY.

Yvonne.

Ocean Girl said...

Goood morning Grammy;)

Tiger85 said...

My sister makes great gravy. Thanks for sharing. =)

http://tigeronmybookshelf.blogspot.com/

Marjorie said...

Singing is one of my favorite things. I'm glad you are able to sing in the choir.

Candyland said...

Ooohhh Grammy you jut made me hungry! I love my Gram's country gravy. Mmm...

Margie's Musings said...

That gravy sounds mighty good!!

Roza M said...

My mother in law makes some awesome biscuits and gravy. =)

Duncan D. Horne said...

It was nice to see your comment on my nature blog. I like "Good-un"! We say that quite often in England!

Duncan In Kuantan

Tori Cooper said...

Hi Grammy, Great G post! Speaking of church, that's one thing I miss... being part of a choir! Choir is so much fun! Until Later, TORI

Margaret Hall said...

Hi, it's me again, Grammy~!! Sorry to be tardy and not be to your wonderful blog quicker, but life and volunteering has gotten in the way...Seems that time is just floatin' away...
Love your "G"...and oh, how I miss good gravy~!! I grew up with gravy as a "must have"~! And, with country ham, we had red-eye gravy!
Garbage is a pet peeve of mine, too, my friend! Ya' just never know how much we pitch til garbage gatherin' day~! I'm glad that you are going to be part of the choir again...Sing, sing, sing!
Grammy,...you post was a good'un~!



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