AllenOK
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First you need to go out and get one of those ole box wood stoves, the kind with 4 legs and two holes in the top, a garage sale thing. Two cast iron pots that the bottom will fit in or over those two holes in the stove. Need some seasoned hardwood and 1 leg of stove pipe. A case of beer or whatever in a cooler if you are by yourself, more if not. 1 pump shotgun with shells and a shade tree.
Go out and catch 2 or three flatheads. Good ‘uns. While you are waiting for them to get on your line, go up the bank and pick 2 gunny sacks full of poke. Have the ole lady, that’s your wife or friend get 20lbs or more of spuds.
When you get home, skin and cool them flats and don't wash that white stuff off the poke as its bird s**t. Tell you why latter.
The next day, have that stove under that tree with the pipe on the top to smoke out skeeters. Stoke it up. Cut up them flats keeping the belly meat separate. Have a beer, and tell the ole lady to start boiling that poke. Fill the two pots with oil and while they are heating up over the holes have a beer. Cut the spuds skin and all length wise thick and, Have a beer. Get a big bowl and put a bunch of raw eggs in it with milk to make a batter. Fill a large zip bag with yellow corn meal.
Now load that pump shotgun but leave it open and lean it against your chair. By now the ole lady has called all her relations and they are on the way but don't worry, they won’t mess with you sitting under that tree with the shotgun frying them flats. Call all your fishing buddies and tell them to meet you in the back yard and bring beer. Have a beer.
Take them flat chunks, (not the belly meat) and poke them into the batter, then stick them into the bag of meal, zip it up and shake. Take a kitchen match and keep touching that oil until it lights the match. Now you are ready to have a beer. Dump the pieces into the oil on the first pot and the spuds in the second. Holler at the ole lady and tell her that she better put some scrambled eggs and wild onion greens with hog grease in that poke, makes it better. After about 4 or 5 minutes or about the time that the pieces start to float, you'll hear the chain link fence rattle and the neighbor will holler, "What you cooking"? They smell it. Take the pump shotgun and slam it shut and holler back, "Nothing". You might have to do that three or four times during the day account of all the neighbors, if they persist, just holler SNAKE and fire a shot in the ground. WARNING, Don't get drunk and get the neighbors mixed up with the in-laws or you'll be sleeping under that tree. Have a beer.
Now after 4 or 5 pots full and one of the in-laws have carried them to the house, your buddies will show up with beer or whatever, so have one. When you think the in-laws are full, start cooking the belly meat for you and your fishing buddies, don't forget to have a beer. Sometime during this time, one of your in-laws will yell out about the poke, tell them that you ate a wad of it and it sure is good. They'll go in there and eat it all and it'll give them the running jumping s***s so you won't see um for a week or two.
Make a spread of that belly meat and spuds with your fishing buddies and have a hell of a time. Of course they will lie a little bit about how big of fish that they caught and that sort of thing. When you tell them about your in-laws eating that poke with the white stuff, some will act ignorant and roll around on the ground, just smile and have a beer.
Go out and catch 2 or three flatheads. Good ‘uns. While you are waiting for them to get on your line, go up the bank and pick 2 gunny sacks full of poke. Have the ole lady, that’s your wife or friend get 20lbs or more of spuds.
When you get home, skin and cool them flats and don't wash that white stuff off the poke as its bird s**t. Tell you why latter.
The next day, have that stove under that tree with the pipe on the top to smoke out skeeters. Stoke it up. Cut up them flats keeping the belly meat separate. Have a beer, and tell the ole lady to start boiling that poke. Fill the two pots with oil and while they are heating up over the holes have a beer. Cut the spuds skin and all length wise thick and, Have a beer. Get a big bowl and put a bunch of raw eggs in it with milk to make a batter. Fill a large zip bag with yellow corn meal.
Now load that pump shotgun but leave it open and lean it against your chair. By now the ole lady has called all her relations and they are on the way but don't worry, they won’t mess with you sitting under that tree with the shotgun frying them flats. Call all your fishing buddies and tell them to meet you in the back yard and bring beer. Have a beer.
Take them flat chunks, (not the belly meat) and poke them into the batter, then stick them into the bag of meal, zip it up and shake. Take a kitchen match and keep touching that oil until it lights the match. Now you are ready to have a beer. Dump the pieces into the oil on the first pot and the spuds in the second. Holler at the ole lady and tell her that she better put some scrambled eggs and wild onion greens with hog grease in that poke, makes it better. After about 4 or 5 minutes or about the time that the pieces start to float, you'll hear the chain link fence rattle and the neighbor will holler, "What you cooking"? They smell it. Take the pump shotgun and slam it shut and holler back, "Nothing". You might have to do that three or four times during the day account of all the neighbors, if they persist, just holler SNAKE and fire a shot in the ground. WARNING, Don't get drunk and get the neighbors mixed up with the in-laws or you'll be sleeping under that tree. Have a beer.
Now after 4 or 5 pots full and one of the in-laws have carried them to the house, your buddies will show up with beer or whatever, so have one. When you think the in-laws are full, start cooking the belly meat for you and your fishing buddies, don't forget to have a beer. Sometime during this time, one of your in-laws will yell out about the poke, tell them that you ate a wad of it and it sure is good. They'll go in there and eat it all and it'll give them the running jumping s***s so you won't see um for a week or two.
Make a spread of that belly meat and spuds with your fishing buddies and have a hell of a time. Of course they will lie a little bit about how big of fish that they caught and that sort of thing. When you tell them about your in-laws eating that poke with the white stuff, some will act ignorant and roll around on the ground, just smile and have a beer.