bourbon balls

I had to go to Sherman New York the other day. My girlfriend owns a livestock barn there and we ship our cows from there that we no longer milk. She runs a small kitchen at the barn. She is a wonderful cook and has an incredible sense of humor.

I told her I was writing about my rumballs and she told me I could use bourbon to make them. Then she pointed to a sign hanging over the grill. It lists the specials of the day.

It read "Chocolate chip cookies made with Ernie's nuts".

"What in the hell is that all about?" I said trying not to pee my pants laughing.

"Oh, Anne you have to make your bourbon balls with Ernie's nuts!!""Oh my God Nicky, you have lost it girl!", I replied.

So I thought for a minute hmmm OK I can play this game.

Ernie is one of the truck drivers who hauls cattle, he has a black walnut tree at his house and brings boxes of the ugly things to the auction barn to sell.

"O.K. Nicky, how big are Ernie's nuts?"

"Oh, Anne, they are real big, very nice size".

"What color are they?"

"Brown"

"How much do they cost?"

"Usually they sell for around a buck fifty a box"

"Does his wife mind?"

"must be not"

"how do you crack them?"

"By hand Anne".



This went on for about 3 minute. I had tears running down my eyes.

You can find humor in the strangest places, just look for it--it's all around you.

Talk later,

Annie