My meat is spoiled!

 

What Bugs Bunny used to say when he met a big shot when he was dressed as an Indian Swami. 

In an article in the New York Post it was announced that a salmonella outbreak has hit 17 states due to "Italian meats" that were infected  

“Italian-style meats include salami, prosciutto and other meats that can often be found in antipasto or charcuterie assortments. Heating food to a high enough temperature helps kill germs like Salmonella,”

They recommend heating the meat to a temperature of 165 degrees or until they are steaming hot. Which would most likely ruin the meat but what do they care. I eat this type of meat every day and have not had any bad side effects. I think it is the typical nonsense purveyed by the government I bet they want you to wear a mask when you are eating a salami sandwich.

However that is not the truly disturbing news in this article. "This past May, the CDC warned poultry farmers to stop hugging their chickens as it led to a salmonella outbreak. Don’t kiss or snuggle backyard poultry, and don’t eat or drink around them,” the CDC explained at the time. This can spread Salmonella germs to your mouth and make you sick.”

Rh Hardin hardest hit.

RIP Rod Gilbert

 

Rod Gilbert who was the greatest Ranger of all time has passed. There might be bigger stars who played for the Rangers like Mark Messier and Wayne Gretzky. But for a hockey fan of a certain age like me it was all about the great Rod Gilbert.

When I was kid in the sixties there were only a few hockey teams. So you could follow the sport in between watching football and baseball. The Rangers had a decent team. They had the great goalie Eddie Giacomin and his back up Gilles Villemure. The hard nosed Vic Hadfield. The always elegant Jean Ratelle. Glen Stather and Pete Stemkowski. The unpronounceable Walt Tkaczuk. All the flotsam and jetsom that Marv Albert would talk about when the Rangers played. I went to a couple dozen games in those days. Tickets were not hard to get. The Rangers were often out of contention. But they still were a lot of fun.

Rod lived to be 80. He had a good run. He was always a very classy guy. Never a scandal or a bad word. The kind of guy people would point to as a role model. I always really admired him and I thought of him as Mr. Ranger.

RIP Rod. You did good.

Jibber jabber get the jab you douche nozzle.

 

Well I finally bit the bullet and got the jab. I waited until they worked most of the kinks out. We went fot the Johnson and Johnson since it was only one needle and we were told by our doctor that it had the least side effects and were the best for anyone who had an allegry.

Now there is no way I was going to a CVS where some clerk would take time out from sticking his finger up his nose to give a shot. The hospital had set up an injection site about four blocks from me across the road from the hospital so if something went wrong we could be at the emergency room toot suite. There were several nurses and a doctor around so there was full coverage.

We went into a cubicle and met the nurse who was giving out the dose. She said "What arm do you want it in?" I replied "Yours."

That didn't work so I got the jab. We hung around for half an hour to see if there was any adverse reactions. Nothing happened so we left.

Funny enough there was a new diner across the street so we decided to have lunch. I got what I always get when I go to a diner.

 

Meatloaf and mashed potato. It was just ok. The gravy was a little to sweet for my taste. The whole diner was trying to do an upscale thing and it was a little much. I like a down and dirty diner and this wasn't it. It was better than nothing but not be much.

Now I am waiting for the adverse reaction.

From the meatloaf.