Pray for us!
Wednesday, November 16, 2022
Monday, November 14, 2022
Sunday, November 13, 2022
Thursday, November 10, 2022
Wednesday, November 9, 2022
Buffalo Time
Every November the Durham Ranch runs the herd in and separates, vaccinates, and preg-tests their Buffalo. I usually get in on it and such was the case the other day. A good set up and a knowledgeable crew makes a dangerous job go relatively smoothly and be quite enjoyable in the processes.
Before we got going we had to ship out a load of fats to head for the the slaughter house in Colorado.
All of the calves raised on the ranch are then kept on the ranch and fed until they reach about 1100lbs. These bull were prime and ready to go.
You definitely don't want to get in the way of these bad boys on their was up the chute. You can chase a Buffalo anywhere it wants to go.
It was then time to get to work inside. The current working set up at the ranch has been a work in progress for the past several years. They are pretty well dialed in these days with a Binford 2000 squeeze cute, hydraulic sorting cube, and a building to keep us out of the cold November wind.
John was in charge of lining everybody out, including his dad.
One of my jobs was to scan every critter that came through the chute.
The information was then sent to Erin and she could pull up all the data history of the cow and enter its current stats.
Marshall had the most strenuous job of preg-checking. This wasn't he first rodeo. He arms the cows to see if they are bred or not. And then he reaches down to see if she is still milking. If so it means she raised a calf this summer. If dry, she probably lost it along the way and might not be worth running again, depending on her track record.
Ultra sound certainly makes testing Buffalo easier and more accurate.
Pat does it all, from running the chute, to bleeding certain cows, to de-horning damaged horns.
I enjoy coming down and hanging with everybody and lending a hand. But the monster cookies are the real reason I show up.
And to get my annual mug shot next to a willing bull.
A good time is always had when hanging with the Flocchini's. The run a smooth outfit. We can have fun and still get a lot of work done. Better yet, the Bison they raise are in peak shape and live in as stress free environment as could be imagined for a wild animal. Nice work boys. Keep up the Good work.
Bride of Christ
The celebration of the dedication of a church is a reminder that the Church is the Bride of Christ.
Tuesday, November 8, 2022
Monday, November 7, 2022
Sunday, November 6, 2022
Omelet
Mom always said that if she could teach her boys to make an omelet and a hamburger they could survive. Well, I've been living off both for the past 24 years. There are always new tricks to learn, but I feel I've got cooking an omelet down pat. It's always been a Sunday tradition for me to make an omelet. I used to do so back home, then for my Uncle's family when I worked in Montana, and now again after Mass as a priest.
This first step is a good non-stick pan. Mom gave me this pan when I left home. I think her final words were: "I've done all I can, good luck son."
I used to make myself a six egg omelet. Since then I've toned it down to three. To make your eggs fluff up, add a little water.
You want the pan hot before you pour in your beaten eggs. I always spray it with Pam as well.
This sears the bottom. Once poured in, turn the heat down to about half.
The greatest trick is to pull the sides in once the eggs have cooked a bit. This allows the batter to flow in behind. By doing so you can cook all the eggs without over cooking the bottom. I do this several times to make sure all the eggs are cooked.
Then I add chopped ham and salt and pepper.
Cheese as well.
Flopping it over is a trick that takes both hands. Do set yourself up for success by aligning the fold with the handle.
This makes flopping onto the plate a breeze. Don't horse around though, give it a good flip.
Wallah!
Beer for Sunday brunch is always acceptable. Homemade grape jelly and toast complement an omelet as well.
I love a good Sunday omelet. Cooking it is a good way to debrief from the two Masses that proceed it. Once enjoyed in the company of the our Blessed Mother, then it's nap time. After a little siesta, then I'm ready for my third and final round of the day. So far I'm surviving. A good omelet not only keeps me well fed, but it keeps me enjoying life too. Thanks Ma!
Thursday, November 3, 2022
Tuesday, November 1, 2022
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)
-
June is a great month for chewing on grass. Though many parts of Wyoming are dry, where there is irrigation, the grass is growing tall. Maki... -
Carmelite Monks? I thought there were only friars and nuns. Not in Wyoming. In 2003, through the inspiration of the Holy Spirit and the dire...
-
Back in the fall of 2021 I received a call from Bear Woznick asking if I ever thought of writing a book. I told him, "I don't think...
