a while back,I designed this label/mixing guide.......I offer it here today,free of charge,for any member who has thus far accumulated at least 14 points.....as most of my contests typically award points in the tens-of-thousands, this requirement should not present an insurmountable obstacle
this label/guide will allow you to "build" a basic BBQ sauce in the time it takes to fill a jar with 5 simple ingredients.....no measuring implements are needed....no spoons or measuring cups to wash,no salesman will call..
..please follow the build process from bottom to top,in the order listed.....why?.....wesayso oughtta be enuf but here goes..
...the Ketchup (with a bit of liquid smoke) is easy enough to pour into your target vessel and get pretty,pretty close to the level called for.....Wine Vinegar goes in slowly and creates a water/thin layer above the Ketchup...then pour directly,a slow stream of Molasses to the next fill level.....after that, the addition of granular Sugar will be a breeze.....screw on the lid,and shake well as you recite the ancient Mayan Pig Apology Chant
the easy peasy ingredients for this sauce,are as follows : Ketchup (with a bit of liquid smoke)__Wine Vinegar___Molasses___Sugar
I printed a few of these labels at 5" in length.....and this works well for a 16oz Mason Jar......you can print the label in any length you choose without throwing the proportional ratios out of balance......also,any container,regardless of diameter,can be used
I have one of these labels,printed off and laminated,fixed to the inside of a kitchen cabinet at eye level.....I hold the empty jar over the label and make a quick batch of sauce on-the-fly
JB; I am very familiar with the Porky Pig Chant but the Mayan Pig Apology Chant leaves me at a loss. Perhaps you could record yourself performing it and post it for us for educational purposes. Don't feel obliged to wear the grass skirt and headdress ensemble, but please do include your unplugged ukulele solo. I recall the last time you riffed out on that uke you put three of your Mayan dancers in the spinal unit.
@jack-dodds.............. aint you the guy that got sent upriver for that counterfeit point scheme back when you and Big John were running the games here?
@jack-dodds.............. aint you the guy that got sent upriver for that counterfeit point scheme back when you and Big John were running the games here?
JB; "sent upriver" is such a gray term. IMO the prizes awarded to the many Forumite winners surely deflected any question of impropriety; especially the Trabant SS coupe. I'm sure you recall it.; one horsepower and only natural emissions....ahead of its time really. It is true that I was holidaying, ankle bracelet affixed, at the "Enterprises" estate in the Caymans for a period of time and there was a stream and lagoon that I frequented with the executive "secretary" but......ummmm.....hey, lets talk about the corporate C-8 Vette that just arrived there!
@jack-dodds .................and so sayeth Teflon Jack,who was first called to the life of chicanery through the worn linoleum floors of Aunt Efernella`s modest kitchen
@jack-dodds .................and so sayeth Teflon Jack,who was first called to the life of chicanery through the worn linoleum floors of Aunt Efernella`s modest kitchen
My sister, bless her, was always banging me over the head with that pot. I spent as much time unconscious as conscious in my pre-school days. She and Ma would get such a kick out of it. No harm done though as far as I can tell....can tell....can tell.
My sister, bless her, was always banging me over the head with that pot. I spent as much time unconscious as conscious in my pre-school days. She and Ma would get such a kick out of it. No harm done though as far as I can tell.
Good thing for you,Aunt Efernella wasn`t well-healed enough to afford a nice set of All-Clads
My sister, bless her, was always banging me over the head with that pot. I spent as much time unconscious as conscious in my pre-school days. She and Ma would get such a kick out of it. No harm done though as far as I can tell.
Good thing for you,Aunt Efernella wasn`t well-healed enough to afford a nice set of All-Clads
Amen to that! She blew her wad on the upgrade ice box and stove.
