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Proof that records last forerver..cracked, chipped, still sound great. Dance the Charleston to this one!

No cream of xyz soup no instant rice no onions no processed ritz crackers no cup of mayonnaise no 'government cheese'.
Original recipe was very simple: steamed broccoli, heavy cream, butter, bread crumbs, grated cheese, basic seasonings-
I Used fresh broccoli (not frozen packaged crap), buttermilk, butter, dill-Havarti, marinated artichoke hearts, bread crumbs, heirloom tomatoes, and basic seasonings to taste.

My most treasured possession is a Mint copy of the GP album. If I ever disappear...you will find me in room #8 at the Joshua Tree Inn clutching this album in my hands.....

My most treasured possession is a Mint copy of the GP album. If I ever disappear...you will find me in room #8 at the Joshua Tree Inn clutching this album in my hands.....

Just messing around with some old mowtown hits...my voice isn't what it used to be but it is still fun to play and sing these old songs.

Another Gem from the "Big-Bang of Country Music," as Johnny Cash named it...the Bristol Sessions for Ralph Peer August 11-12, 1927 at an old hat factory on the Tn side of State Street in Bristol, Tn/Va. Grayson was a blind fiddler, who died celebrating his success, when hanging on the side of a Ford A model, standing on the running boards, he fell while doing donouts in a field, and was accidentally run over by the car in 1929; according to the late Folklorist and my former professor, Dr. Charles K. Wolfe.

First certified Gold Record in the USA. Sold over 1 million copies in 1925.



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Some say I live in a museum. I suppose that is true, but unlike most museums-everything works! I like to experiment with culinary arts and play rare vintage records, and instruments, and listen to my antique radios, and modify my 50 year old drag racer and keep all the vintage appliances running smoothly. I have interest in heirloom seeds, organic gardening, folklore. traditional lifeways, and a host of other lost traditions. I plant by the signs that my grandparents used. I was once a certified organic farmer. I hope you learn something useful or just enjoy watching an autistic person go about their daily routines in their living museum. In another life I was a Doctorate level educator. In another life before that I was a consultant for historic preservation, In another life before that I was an ethnomusicologist and folklorist collecting regional banjo, fiddle tunes and unaccompanied ballads that my ancestors knew. Before that I was living "off the grid" ( before we even had internet, computers, or cell phones) on my family mountain farm carrying water from a spring half a mile away, cooking on a wood stove and exploring the mountains for ramps, morrels, ginseng, bloodroot, goldenseal and a host of wild plant foods. My first job was on a horse ranch, My second job was a machinist's apprentice to a very particularly mean old man that built 1940 Fords from pieces he collected or bought overseas. I am retired now, I try to find productive things to do like growing heirloom vegetables, crafts, music, etc. I seem to be drawn to the old ways - family traditions; which were entrusted to me by elders as I was the only one interested in learning them. One day, I hope to co-found a mountain academy of arts and culture with another educator who is my oldest friend.