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We are experiencing high winds, and the power went out at around six in the morning. It was down for about an hour and a half. I perceived this as being the perfect time to pickle some beef for jerky.
Actually, I’m marinating the beef, but perfect time to pickle was too perfect an alliteration to pass up.
Oh phooey.
I just remembered that I forgot to buy both pickling spices and cucumbers to make actual pickles.
Pickled beef really is a thing. As are pickled eggs. I’ve never eaten either one.
My fingers smell like liquid smoke right now.
~Ornery Owl Has Spoken~
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Ornery Owl is generating...
Get ready for it...
Owl-ectricity.
I'll show myself out. But first, here's some music for you to enjoy on a blustery spring morning—or a calm spring morning—or in the winter, summer, or fall—whenever and whatever.
Pickled eggs I have had. And won't rush to try again.
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