What in the world has this fellow been drinking? Nothing other than the leftover juice from my watermelon rind pickles. It is good for what ails you.
My daughter is spending the summer in Nashville, Tennessee doing an internship and enjoying life - it seems to her daddy. She sends us pictures from shoe shopping; I understand this. She also made it to the Wildhorse Saloon’s 20th Anniversary Celebration, taking advantage of tickets from a friend of a friend.
She also hits the Nashville Farmers Market every chance she gets.
I’m proud of her. Good grades, good country music and she sends me pictures of “Toe Jam.”
Yes, it seems that some of the vendors there at the Nashville Farmers Market are pushing these fine canned goods from a family in the rolling hills of Kentucky and Tennessee.
But Toe Jam?
Tangerines, Oranges and Elderberry – “TOE” Jam. After I stopped laughing, I told her to learn a little marketing from these smart farmers. I was serious. She does well in school, but if you want a good education, you need to pay attention to smart farmers and farming families.
This farm - Spring Valley Farms, makes more than just Toe Jam; they have Frog Jam, Traffic Jam and all kinds of other jams, jellies and butters. The “FROG” Jam has Figs, Raspberries, Oranges and Ginger. The Traffic Jam seems to be packed with blueberries, strawberries, rhubarb, raspberries and slowed down with cane sugar.
I decided I might like to try the Toe Jam, maybe even cover myself with it. I’ve always enjoyed tangerines and orange marmalade type spreads; elderberry makes sense to me. So just spread it on me.
These tickets she had to the Wildhorse Saloon were evidently some type of VID tickets – “Very Important Daughter.” She got to meet the fellows in Lonestar and seemed to be excited. When I asked her about meeting them, she noted, “They are short.” At just over five feet, my oldest daughter knows short- so I believed her.
She loved Lonestar, she didn’t give me an actual report on the performance, other than they were short. Also performing at the Wildhorse on this night were the country bands, Trick Pony and Ricochet. My daughter didn’t tell me how tall they were.
Oh well, she still turned me on to the Toe Jam…
While I was thinking about all of this important stuff, I was in the kitchen cleaning one of my cast iron skillets thinking how nice it would be if somebody treated me like I treat my cast iron skillets.
Yes, I was.
I do it just like the folks at Lodge Cast Iron in South Pittsburg, Tennessee tell me to do it.
Hand wash. Dry immediately – even before first use.
Rub with a light coat of vegetable oil after every wash.
How much oil? Just enough to restore the sheen, without being “sticky.”
You do this to keep the iron seasoned and to protect it from moisture.
Wouldn’t you like to be loved like that? Think about it. The hand wash and just enough vegetable oil to keep your “sheen” (but not be sticky). It does sound wonderful to me.
The country band Shenandoah, sang the song, “I want to be Loved Like That.” A song about wanting to be loved like you want to be loved. Maybe I should ask my daughter how tall the folks in Shenandoah are.
On second thought, maybe I should write my own country song. “Cover me with Toe Jam and Love Me Like a Cast Iron Skillet” has a nice ring to it.
I need to get myself a pair of boots and practice my acceptance speech for the Academy of Country Music Awards “Song of the Year.”
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