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Bedford's 40th Birthday.

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Last night we headed over to Jack’s Bar and Grill for Bedford’s birthday and we somehow ended up at Jesse’s (Wriglyeville North) for pitchers of beer and both kinds of music:  Country and Western.

* Side Notes:
1. Bedford’s ability to balance beer on his head is impressive.
2. Bedford get’s his sport coats from the same place my dad does: 1983
3. The text from the Clinton letter from above reads as follows:


THE WHITE HOUSE
WASHINGTON
January 30th, 2010

Warm Greetings to my friends at Southport.  After missing WASSAIL 2009 I swore I wouldn’t miss the celebration of Bedford Lydon’s 40th birthday.  But Hillary dragged my ass to Haiti and I he some noble work to do here.  But BEdford… please know that my best wishes are with you as I never thought that fat, bald and forty is the new sexy.  You make it work and it is great for balancing beers on your head.  And go ahead and take off that shirt for you may repulse all the females in attendance but Sue will always love your hairy Buddha belly button.

Give Frank the Tank my best.  WE partied at the ‘Big Pale Adobe’ in DC after a formal gig.  I love the Tank and all you cute single women should love the Tank also.  I couldn’t tear Monica or Chelsea away from him.  He’s tall dark and handsome and hung… all pictures in the Millard Fillmore Wing.

Happy Birthday Bedford and God Bless Frank the Tank.

Bill Clinton

Beer Can Chicken (indoors).

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Last night I tried my new Beer Can Chicken pot/dish, not quite sure the proper term… stoneware.  I used some kind of cajun rub (not sure of the brand) and a half bottle of Samuel Adams Old Fezziwig Ale.  I cooked the Chicken for a little over two hours at 350 degrees. It came out better than any of my attempts on the grill.  The skin around the inside of the legs and the thighs could have been a bit more crispy but the breasts and wings were perfect.  Now on to what matters.

The Carving:

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After Thanksgiving I decided I have reached the point in my life where I need to acquire the skill to properly carve a bird.  Up until this point I have cooked three turkeys and maybe three chickens.  Not one of those was properly carved. Usually I’d hack a leg off and then the carnage would begin.  Then I came across this youtube video from the Art of Manliness:

I believe I have reached the point in my life where I can properly carve a bird.  A small victory but a milestone nonetheless.