Plans were to post this yesterday. My ‘typical’ schedule has me set posts to publish at 4am but the past two weeks of moving have eradicated any schedule completely. I had done my due diligence and worked feverishly to get several posts done early so that I could continue to provide recipes for all of you during this move but you know ‘best laid plans’ and all right? A delay in closing saw those get used prior to the move so I’ve had some downtime on the blog and that’s not all bad. Yesterday was to be the start of getting back in the groove and then I got a phone call from my sister with the news of my father’s passing.
So this post is my tribute to John Gregory Bathe; called Jack by everyone who knew him. This is my favorite photo of my Dad; one I have framed and that I will treasure forever; his service to our country as a pilot during WWII was nothing less than heroic and I don’t ever want that to be forgotten. Yes, we are sad, in that way you are when you know you won’t see a loved one again but the truth is that overriding our feeling of sadness is one of gratitude; even joy. He had lived 91 years without bouts of serious illness but the last few years his arthritis was a constant source of pain. When he fell a little over a year ago and was transported to the hospital, it was the first time he had ever been admitted to one. I mean, who can say that? Luckily no bones were broken but a decision was made that it was time for him to go into an assisted living facility and that was sort of the beginning of the end. And you know what? He was ready. No longer able to play golf; almost all of his friends gone he just knew the time was coming and I wish everyone could just recognize that as willingly as my dad did; it certainly made that final transition easier for his family. When I started this post it had no bearing on what was to come but my mind has been going over a lot of memories of my dad; as you can imagine and I was taken back many years to days when ‘Dad’s home!’ brought special meaning to this tomboy sort of girl.
I’m originally from St. Louis and I grew up with Cardinals. Both the baseball team and the football team were the Cardinals. My father loved both. I admit I loved baseball more…oh the statistics I could cite; throughout middle and high school I knew every stat and acronym imaginable; RBI, ERA…you name it and I knew it for EVERY player on that team (players with names like Gibson and Brock too!). Going to a baseball game with a family of our size was almost unimaginable but I remember so vividly waiting for him to come home every day so I could grab the paper he brought home with him. I quickly flipped to the sports section and my beloved Cardinals…it was one of our bonding moments to talk about the boys in red and white. He was more of a football guy and I know he loved those Cards better but he always played along with my fervor if nothing else! I remember how fiercely I wanted the St. Louis Rams to win the Super Bowl a few years ago; giving him something that St. Louis had never seen with the Cardinals and so I hope he’ll return the favor and root for my team this weekend. I wonder how many recliners there are in Heaven…bet they’re all booked now! Godspeed Dad; you will be missed.
True confession time. I’m actually a Broncos wannabe this year. I admit; I left the team, turned my back and gave them up for, if not Lent, at least for a movie on Sunday. I was as fanatic as anyone for years; especially during the Elway heyday when we won two Super Bowls in 1997 and 1998. After Elway retired there was a string of less than memorable quarterbacks which led to less than memorable seasons and I drifted far away. Guess what? I’m baaaack!!! And so is the need for some football food and drink; game day would not be the same without it and this season my Broncos are playing the New England Patriots on Sunday in the AFC Championship on the road to Super Bowl.
What changed? If you guessed Peyton Manning that might have something to do with it now but in truth it was a much less well known player named Britton Colquitt. I met Britton, his wife and new baby one day when I was out working in my front yard the summer of 2011. Just a sweet young couple with a new baby taking a walk through the neighborhood; they had recently moved into the home up the street. We chatted about his family, where he was from (there is an accent that was a giveaway of somewhere in the south) and it wasn’t until I asked that I discovered he worked for the Broncos. You know…as a player! I was so impressed with his sweet demeanor and as much as anything the huge respect he displayed for Coach John Fox, the Broncos head coach since 2011. I left our visit with a renewed desire to see how the boys were doing and it seems they were doing just fine.
Still there is the Peyton Manning thing. It’s no secret what a great quarterback this man is but he’s won me over more because of his demeanor. Not a big braggart, he’s more of a quiet leader who just gets the job done. Well, quiet unless you saw his rap video with his brother…yes, I died. This recording of his comments at a recent press conference were typical. This explained Omaha? Yeah, sure it did. I love his droll sense of humor and I sort of love this guy.
OK, enough about football…how about some of that food Barb? I first made Slow Cooker Kalua Pork Tacos a couple of years ago after a friend had traveled to Hawaii and marveled at the amazing pig roast they had attended; she of course wanted to know if I could re-create the ‘Kahlua Pork’ they had enjoyed and I was on it. First things first? It’s Kalua Pig and has absolutely nothing to do with a coffee flavored liqueur. OK, we got this! I wasn’t in the mood to dig a pit in my yard either; our HOA at the time was lax but I was thinking probably not that lax. Although I still think I should have tried chickens!
Cooked low and slow in the ground; well, the best way I could imagine low and slow in my kitchen was with a crockpot. And a quick search found that this was not a unique idea. As a matter of fact, this simple pork is so good that trying to make it too unique would mess up something perfectly wonderful. Pork, Hawaiian Pink Salt and Liquid Smoke. I admit…I add a bit of bacon on the top and bottom…the pork butts from Costco were so lean I thought a bit of fat was necessary…flavor wasn’t half bad either. 🙂
I’ve kept it plain and simple and added nuances of flavor with both a pineapple and macadamia nut coleslaw and a tangy barbecue sauce. Elements of tangy and sweet with a bit of heat seemed perfect served with this pork; for friends who might like a bit more of that heat business, I’ll be sure to have some Srirachi at the ready!
This pork is really more miracle than pork. A measly couple of ingredients and a lot of hours cooked on low heat yields something amazing. I had to pry my fingers away from the fork and stop taste testing…especially after one bite told me it was perfect! The pineapple coleslaw was simply my desire to bring something tropical to a rather plain side dish and well, the sauce? I simply love making sauces so of course I did…adding together brown sugar, pineapple juice and a hit of srirachi was pretty perfect if you ask me.
I’ve included some more great football food and drink for your eating and drinking pleasure. And hey, if you’re on the fence about who to root for? Try this on, it’s easy to say, ‘GO Broncos!” Thanks…much appreciated! Be sure to check out the app from Foodie.com after the recipe for more great ideas for this game or that other one coming up soon…you know that REALLY big one, the Super One!!
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