The car made you do it, eh?
Sometime, when someone asks for money (and seems sane), buy them some take out food instead and sit down and eat with them. I did that once, and it turned out well. We ate on a curb and talked. He was very nice, but as we talked, I could tell he had some serious issues I couldn't deal with, and I have to admit I was uncomfortable at first, but I got to see him as human. As a man, I wanted to fix his problems, but I didn't know how. But, he had a good meal, and he was grateful -- plus, I got a good lesson in how my problems are not as bad as they could be. I hope he got the help he needed, and is doing okay today.
CD
You'll be pleased/shocked to know I'm using the grill today!I cook fajitas a lot -- beef and chicken. The vaqueros (Mexican cowboys) originally cooked fajita (skirt steak) on campfire coals. I have to admit that I usually cook my fajita meats in a cast iron pan, lubed with a high smoke point oil. Cooking over flames on the grill is a plus. With beef skirt steak, I use a screaming hot pan, so I get a good char, and a medium rare inside. Obviously, medium rare chicken is a bad idea. For chicken, I dial it down to medium-high heat. You should still get good browning, but you will have a lower risk of burning or overcooking (you know your stove better than I do). Thin pieces of chicken breast will cook fast, so pay attention. If you cook the chicken on the grill, lube the meat (just lubing the grill is is not a good idea with chicken -- it will stick).
Pay attention, and use your cooking instincts, grasshopper.
Provecho!
CD
Maybe he saw you in your bare feet, shorts and beater and thought, "Poor fella, he needs help more than me!"
I've done that a couple of times. We have a few homeless people who congregate near the little knot of fast food restaurants next to our offices. Once, a guy came in just to use the bathroom, and some people behind me in line grumbled a little, so on his way out, I offered to grab him a meal if he wanted to go have a seat, then we had lunch together.The car made you do it, eh?
Sometime, when someone asks for money (and seems sane), buy them some take out food instead and sit down and eat with them. I did that once, and it turned out well. We ate on a curb and talked. He was very nice, but as we talked, I could tell he had some serious issues I couldn't deal with, and I have to admit I was uncomfortable at first, but I got to see him as human. As a man, I wanted to fix his problems, but I didn't know how. But, he had a good meal, and he was grateful -- plus, I got a good lesson in how my problems are not as bad as they could be. I hope he got the help he needed, and is doing okay today.
CD
OMG Belize? Now I'm really jealous. MypinchofItaly is going to Rome, you're in Belize...I get to enjoy refinery row in SE Texas.
I still don't eat in restaurants, but thanks. I'll be staying the night in Port Neches during some of my visit, though, then going to see my aunt during the day. The main purpose of my visit is to spend time with my cousins and say my goodbyes to my aunt who is dying. I'll probably do a lot of cooking and cleaning to help out and just try to be supportive.
