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Super Duper Fat Tuesday

baconbox.gifGreetings from Cincinnati Ohio where Ribs are King and bacon comes in a box. I was gobsmacked.

"But it's bacon. In a BOX," I nearly yelled at the Kroger's while my sister stepped away from me as I pleaded we must have it. She said it was not allowed, uh-uh, no way, in her house.

Never fear, there are other culinary delights in my fair home town, once known as Porkopolis (true story) and The Queen City (also true).


Mmmm, what you see above is called two cheese conies with onions and mustard and a five way. It's my staple order at Skyline. Delicious. That poised fork you see in the background belongs to my brother-in-law, as he gets ready to tuck into a four way.

Alas, crap food is not the purpose of this visit. No, as most of you know, I'm here because of the crap cancer taking its toll on Grandma Bunny. I've spent some time with her over the past couple of days, and I'm on the home hospice overnight rota tonight.

She's not doing great, but she looks better than I expected. She's oh so tired, very apologetic for being "not such good company", and, frankly, I think just over it.

Her body is failing, but her heart (the physical organ as well as the emotional core) and brain are still very strong it seems, so there's a bit of a dichotomy. She's got a lot to say, but not much strength to say it with.

Last night we got a mini-lectures on cleavage. Reclining in her lazy boy, covered in a blanket ("I'm not really cold, but I like the weight"), she told us, with eyes closed, that women are much more seductive in long flowing gowns than the strappy bathing suits that they wear on tv these days. "You all probably disagree with me, but that's my opinion. I used to have a black bathing suit, a one piece, with lace on it. Your grandpa was very fond of that." Rummaging through pictures this morning, I think I found that suit ...

Nice, eh?

And this one is one of my favorites. I reckon It's probably close to twenty years old, but that still makes her around 70 years old. Maybe 65.

I'm looking forward to spending the night with her tonight. It might not be the most raucous Mardi Gras I've ever had, but it very well might be the most special.

Oh, and get out there and vote if you can. I'm not telling you who to vote for, but I'm hoping your candidate might be this one.