Spaghetti Night !!

Well it's finally Thursday and that means it was Spaghetti Night here at the Silverhorn Mountain Lodge. Homemade sauce tonight too! It was great!. Now before you get the idea we are predictable here at the Silverhorn, Spaghetti Night isn't always Thursdays, sometimes it is Wednesdays and sometimes it is Mondays. So, technically...Spaghetti Night is any night we have spaghetti. It is always an event, and usually costs me a shirt because I am a messy eater. Tonight was no exception. This maybe the only Lodge in Canada, where the owner and guests are encouraged not to dress for dinner. We have some bibs available, but some of the guys think they make a fella look like a sissy.....

When we have paying guests at the Lodge we call it Italian Cuisine Night, because we find we can charge more. However, that theory is as yet unproven as we haven't actually had a paying guest here at the Silverhorn. We have had a few mooching guests, and the odd neighbor who arrives at mealtime for a visit, they are usually less particular. After supper, we usually enjoy a Roma Cokatina, which is a suberb Italian alcoholic refreshment, known to the unwashed as a Rum and Coke.

Fishing season is open now, so we will soon be swapping spaghetti for fresh speckled trout, right out of a special secret fishing spot in Silverhorn Lake, (known only to me and several hundred locals), broiled to perfection and served with a nice egg sauce, fresh mushrooms and garnished with a 'sprig' of parsley (actually rolled in flour and fried to death in butter but 'egg sauce' like Italian Cuisine Night, sounds classy, kind of 'speaks to' the image we are trying to portray of the Lodge).

And speaking of 'speak to' I threw that in, because it is a pet peeve of mine and probably you. I always get a kick out of it when I am enjoying one of the many informative, enthralling presentations at one of our Semi Formal Bi-Annual meetings here at the Lodge, someone says, "I can speak to that slide" or "Jim, would like that to speak to that issue?" I always expect the person to get up, walk to the slide projected on the screen, look at it and start speaking to it.....you know, stuff like, "Hi, Overhead Projection Slide, how you doing?" (sexy italics)

However, it never happens, I guess I really don't belong in boardrooms. I am not particularly sure where I belong at the best of times. I have noticed that many of the meetings around here seem to be held when I am on lunch.....
And one more thing, speaking of 'sprig of parsley' are you supposed to eat that or what? My wife always says no, but it's on my plate it must be there to be eaten....besides I kinda like it.

Well, I hate to leave, but it looks like Gil Grisham and the boys are digging up an abandoned septic tank on CSI, that's one of my hobbies, you never know what you might find, so I am going to watch! I think it might be cow parts!