HAPPY FRIDAY!

Chicken Chile Philly

Good Morning!
It’s Friday — let’s embrace the day with a positive mindset and let our enthusiasm set the tone for a fantastic weekend.

How was your week?
Good here.  Daytime temperatures continue to climb into the 70’s and 80’s — summertime is waving “hello, be there soon.”  ha

Me?  I’m totally enjoying the 70’s and 80’s before the inevitable triple digit temps arrive for what seems like forever — called summer furnace blast.

Cool line-up to present today –

BEGINNING WITH

FASCINATING FACTS
Astounding that a single horse pulled wagonloads of stone weighing 21 tons.
I’d like to think that horse’s name was something like “INVINCIBLE”.

HAPPY CHUCKLES FROM THE BEST CARTOONIST IN THE BUSINESS
I think my favorite one is the cats eying the high $$ couch as a cat scratching post.
Cats just can’t help themselves from eyeing a piece of furniture!  ha

QUICK QUESTION
My 2 favorite classes in school were Art and English.
If you were thinking — recess — nice trynope! 
Recess is not considered a class.  If only!
However, recess was a joyful reprieve from the *yawns* and *boredom* we all remember while sitting at our little desks, watching the clock on the wall.

TRACY BECKERMAN’S ALL CATALOG SHOPPERS COLUMN
Is sooooo relatable to me.
Another slice-of-life piece of greatness!

CHICKEN CHILE PHILLY RECIPE
Is an absolute must make.
I got this recipe from a caterer when we were working on Breaking Bad in Albuquerque.
Hands down chicken wrap blue ribbon winner.

AS ALWAYS
We are so happy dance thrilled for your time today + sharing + engaging!

Ready?
Set.
Here we go.

FASCINATING FACTS

The first operating railway in the United States was built to haul granite from a quarry in Quincy, Massachusetts, for construction of the Bunker Hill Monument in Charlestown, Massachusetts.  Along its 3-mile track, a single horse pulled wagonloads of stone weighing 21 tons.  It took about six months to build the “Granite Railway” in 1826.  The Bunker Hill Monument was a different story.  From the day the cornerstone was laid to the dedication of the monument took 18 years.

In the beauty pageants at the Al Dhafra Festival in Abu Dhabi and the King Abdulaziz Festival in Saudi Arabia, judges look for soulful eyes framed by lush eyelashes, a long neck, big feet, sturdy legs and a well-placed hump.  That’s because the  pageants are for camels.  With the prize money at stake, controversies can arise.  On more than one occasion, camel beauty contest entrants have been disqualified for plumping their lips with Botox injections.

Maraschino cherries haven’t always been blazing red sugar bombs that top ice cream sundaes and float in cocktails.  They originated in the 1890s as a delicacy made by steeping marasca cherries from Yugoslavia (now Croatia) in maraschino cherry liqueur.  By the 1920s, American cherry growers had “perfected” a low-cost, alcohol free substitute for the original, using native-grown Royal cherries that were bleached, soaked in syrup and dyed bright red.  It’s still possible to buy maraschino cherries made the original way.  Or you can find a recipe and make your own.

Gout, rickets, kidney stones, colic, anemia, scurvy and the all-encompassing melancholy — Daffy’s Elixir cured them all, according to Anthony Daffy of Nottingham, England, who started marketing his secret formula around 1673.  The concoction was distilled alcohol infused with licorice root, aniseed, caraway and other plants.  It most certainly did not cure diseases, but was wildly popular, leading Daffy’s family into a highly publicized battle over the rights to his business when he died intestate in 1684.

When England’s King Charles II appointed John Dryden poet laureate in 1668, the annual salary for the post was 300 pounds and a “butt of canary.”  (That’s a large barrel of fortified wine from the Canary Islands.)  Henry James Pye, a poet with little renown and enormous financial debt, asked for cash instead of the wine when he became poet laureate in 1790.  The custom of providing the poet laureate with wine, as well as cash, revived with John Betjeman in 1972 and continues today.

~ COPYRIGHT 2025 LESLIE ELMAN
DISTRIBUTED BY CREATORS.COM

Chicken Chile Philly

Chicken Chile Philly
Sandwich Recipe
Sandwich

QUICK QUESTION

WHAT WERE YOUR 2 FAVORITE CLASSES IN SCHOOL?

LOST IN SUBURBIA
ATTENTION ALL CATALOG SHOPPERS
BY TRACY BECKERMAN

Back in my early days of suburbia, I received one or two catalogs in the mail, and that was about it.  However, catalogs, I soon learned, are like rabbits:  They tend to multiply if left unattended.  At first I looked forward to the occasional Pottery Barn and Williams-Sonoma catalogs.  Not that I was buying, because we were young and house poor.  But like a man with a girly magazine, I liked to look at the pictures and dream about what I didn’t have at home.

Soon enough, though, more catalogs started pouring in.  Initially it was just the home decor-themed catalogs, which made sense since I had a home.  But then I started getting catalogs for obscure things I had absolutely no possible interest in, such as hunting gear, Amish clothing and pet diapers for elderly, incontinent dogs.  Somehow I had gotten on the mailing list for everything from surgical scrubs to Harley-Davidson clothes, which would be great if I was a doctor who rode a cool hog, rather than a stay-at-home mom who drives a lame-O SUV.  Sure, the catalogs were pretty and colorful and inviting, and made me almost want to call right in and order a plain and simple Amish lady’s bonnet.

But the catalogs had started crowding out my regular mail and soon reached such a volume that the mailman simply left them stacked next to the post.  I was afraid the neighbors were going to think I had some kind of catalog addiction, do an intervention and enroll me in a mail-order 12-step program.

The day I received a catalog for the Avocado of the Month Club, I decided the time had come to cut off the catalogs cold turkey.  I had no choice.  I don’t even really like guacamole.

Now, I knew I got a log of catalogs, but since they never came all at once, I really had no idea how many there were.  For a month I collected all my catalogs and piled them up in a heap in my kitchen.  By the time I reached 50, I figured I could either wallpaper my family room with them or take some action.

Getting catalogs, it seemed, was easy.  Stopping getting catalogs … not so much.  From my monster pile o’ catalogs, I went through each one and wrote down their mailing address.  Then I typed a lovely, gracious cease-and-desist-or-I-will-sue-you-and-the-Amish-buggy-you-rode-in-on letter.

I printed out 50 copies, cut put my mailing label on each catalog, stuck it to the letter, then mailed them all out.

Warily, I watched the mail get delivered each day.  As the mailman staggered under the weight of my catalogs, I began to wonder if my letters had ended up in some catalog slush pile.  I thought it pretty ironic that in trying to end the junk mail, I have ended up being junk mail myself.

Then, slowly, but surely, I noticed a definite decrease in the number of catalogs I was receiving.  Day by day, the pile got smaller and smaller, until one afternoon, I opened up the mailbox and found only bills.  Smiling with smug satisfaction, I went in the house and logged onto my email.  I had 30 incoming messages.

They were all online catalogs.

~ Tracy Beckerman is the author of the Amazon Bestseller, “Barking at the Moon, A Story of Life, Love, and Kibble.” 
COPYRIGHT 2025 CREATORS.COM

CHICKEN CHILE PHILLY

Introducing your new favorite roll up lunch or light dinner!

HERE’S HOW WE MAKE IT
INGREDIENTS:

4 6-ounce boneless, skinless chicken breasts

1/2 +  cup cooking oil

1 medium size yellow onion, thinly sliced

3 medium red bell peppers, thinly sliced

1 pint button mushrooms, sliced

1/4 cup Cajun spice (** I love Ragin’ Cajun**)

1 cup grated white cheddar cheese

Shredded fresh lettuce

Diced tomatoes

Ranch Dressing (think Hidden Valley prepared to package instructions)

4 large flour tortilla shells

Salt and Pepper

NOW

Preheat a skillet over medium high heat with 1/4 cup cooking oil.

Place onions in skillet and cook onions (stirring occasionally) until onions are caramelized — about 20 minutes.

After 20 minutes add bell peppers and mushrooms until soft — about 10 minutes.
Season with salt and pepper.

Remove vegetables from heat and pour into a large mixing bowl and set aside.

TIME TO GET THE CHICKEN HAPPENING

Season both sides of the chicken breasts with Cajun spice and squish spice into breasts with your hand.

PLACE SKILLET BACK ON BURNER AT
MEDIUM-HIGH HEAT

Add 1/4 cup oil

Sear both sides of chicken until cooked through — about 15 minutes total.

Remove from heat and place cooked chicken breasts on a plate and let rest a few minutes on the counter.

Slice chicken breasts into thin slices.

Add to vegetables in large mixing bowl and toss with shredded cheddar.

DIVIDE EVENLY IN THE CENTER OF EACH OF THE 4 BURRITO SHELLS

Chicken and vegetables.

Garnish each with shredded lettuce, diced tomatoes and drizzle Ranch dressing — then roll tightly.

SERVE

Ta-Dah!

~ Hippie Cowboy recipe box

INNER SPACE IS SO MUCH MORE
INTERESTING, BECAUSE OUTER SPACE IS SO EMPTY.
~ THEODORE STURGEON ~

WISHING YOU
A BEAUTIFUL WEEKEND!

CATCH YA MONDAY
SAME TIME
SAME PLACE

6 replies
  1. Trent Garrison says:

    The catalogue plague absolutely resonates with me. If companies really understood how much money they waste sending them to my house, they would probably post record profits by cutting their marketing budgets! I keep a “fake” email for the websites I visit. About once every 6 months, I go select them all and mass delete them!

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  2. Carol says:

    Tracey and I have a lot in common re catalogs/email. For years (before the days of the Internet) I was a frequent catalog shopper. Think everything from clothes to soap. I got every catalog imaginable, like Tacey not because I was interested in the product but because of that deadly merchant practice of selling lists. And daily my mailbox was stuffed with catalogs of various sizes and wares. Gradually that has all but gone away. BUT, like with Tracey, my email account verily bulges with offers of everything. And frequent admonitions of “Last Chance”, “Never to be offered again,” etc. Will it ever end.

    Thanks for ending the week on a fun note!

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    • Cheryl Clarson says:

      I agree 100% Carol!

      If only catalog collections were worth $$ sounds like the president of our banks would have our numbers on speed dial. Ha!

      Grateful for your time and thoughts!

      Reply

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