{"id":1832,"date":"2003-11-22T19:25:32","date_gmt":"2003-11-23T01:25:32","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/ericsiegmund.com\/gazette\/2003\/11\/22\/guns-n-posole\/"},"modified":"2022-02-14T17:03:41","modified_gmt":"2022-02-14T23:03:41","slug":"guns-n-posole","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/ericsiegmund.com\/fireant\/2003\/11\/22\/guns-n-posole\/","title":{"rendered":"Guns n’ Posole"},"content":{"rendered":"\n

I bought another gun today. I took my 14 year old nephew to Wally World and we checked out a couple of cheapo .22 rifles, looking for something he can use for target practice and general plinking while visiting his granddad in Fort Stockton. We settled on a Savage Mark-II<\/a>, which came complete with a 10x scope, cable lock and earplugs for about $130. What a deal.
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The kid was thrilled beyond words, as I knew he would be. His father is, um, inaccessible<\/i>, and it pretty much falls to me and his grandfather to provide the male role models that a boy needs. I’m really not very good at it, having never been a dad myself, but I figure that anything I do is better than nothing, and so far, that seems to be a viable strategy.
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It’s been at least fifteen years since I bought a firearm. I wasn’t surprised by all the paperwork, but I was caught a little off guard when, having completed the transaction, the Assistant Manager escorted me to the front door, carrying the gun herself. Standard procedure; you don’t wander around Wal-Mart armed (did I mention I also bought a brick of ammo?). If you want to continue shopping, you put the gun in your car, and come back inside. I found the whole thing eminently sensible, actually.
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I returned to a house permeated with the tantalizing odor of MLB<\/acronym>‘s green chile posole<\/a>. It’s been cooking All. Day. Long.
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Remember in the Bible where Esau sold his birthright to his brother, Jacob, in exchange for some red stew? Esau would have thrown in his right arm had he smelled MLB’s green chile posole. She starts with the standard posole mix, which she buys in Santa Fe, where they know about such things. She then adds a few vital ingredients, such as cubed pork, chorizo and green chiles, and sets it to simmering for hours. And hours. And hours.
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Serve it up with some homemade guacamole and a stack of hot flour tortillas, and you have a meal so good that it borders on erotic.
It’s been a good day, a day that could easily inspire a C&W song, preferably sung by Marty Robbins (who put the “Western” in C&W). But I’m really too stuffed (the phrase “full as a tick” comes to mind) to think about that. Maybe Scott over at The Fat Guy can come up with something.
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Update – 2003-11-25:<\/strong>The posole recipe is now published in the comments to this post, courtesy of MLB, who claims that it’s such a secret that even she doesn’t always remember it! Just another way of saying, YMMV.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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