Cowboys, Speedometers, Airmail Airmail, and Beans

Dear Hy: -

We made it in five days after a pleasant trip. As predicted, my speedometer conked out when it would have been handiest – going through a straight stretch in West Texas. I replaced it here in Tuscon. Of course, my “insurance” spare parts kept the trip trouble-free. Best Regards, Mel

Dear Mel,

Do you think your car is a horse? Giddy-yap, Cowboy!!!! Yeeeehaw!

This is cowboy week here at the Table, and aside from Mel and Hy with their male bonding-by-postcard over speedometers, one might want a bite to eat. All this travel, fresh air, smoke from the fire and exhaust fumes can make a person pretty durn hungry.

Cowboy (chuck-wagon) recipes do exist, and we can follow them to make some fine vittles right at home (though it is not the most extensive genre of cookery). And there are of course right alongside the food, amazing tales of adventure. Think ‘cowboy’ – and ‘adventure’ follows!

But time is short. Let’s get started. Our first recipe is the traditional pot of Cowboy Beans. Here’s a clip to demonstrate the usual way to chow down at the campfire, just like the one shown in our postcard above. Bon appetit!

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3 thoughts on “Cowboys, Speedometers, Airmail Airmail, and Beans

  1. Cowboys, whew I met a few in Colorado, big drinkers and bad eaters! Mind you the legend of the old west was a favorite of mine being from Europe, I read books about Indians mostly. But when I finally went out West I ate some Elk, saw wild things on the roads, felt the high clouds of the rockies…sorry no beans where we were, the cowboys muched preferred kiddie portions of microwaved mac and cheese in those calostomy bags Kraft makes!

    Yippeee ay oooo-kai-ay

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