February: Feb·ru·ar·y. The second month of the new millennium. So far so good. We have been making some unusual food with strange combinations. I found a Shrimp in Mango Cream Sauce a couple of weeks ago. It sucked. What a shame because it had a cool name, Shrimp in Mango Cream Sauce. Anyway, you live and you learn.

The good news is Chicken Jenny. A yummy chicken dish named after Jenny. The recipe is below.

Letter Home

In our ever growing effort to help in any way possible. The B.K. Lounge is posting this letter. The family who sent us this letter wishes to stay anonymous but assured us that their son would recognize them from the news they had to pass on to him. We are glad we can help and hope everything is O.K.

Son,

I'm writing this letter slow because I know you can't read fast. We don't live where we did when you left home. Your dad read in the newspaper that most accidents happen within 20 miles from your home, so we moved. I won't be able to send you the address because the last family that lived here took the house numbers when they moved so that they wouldn't have to change their address.

This place is really nice. It even has a washing machine. I'm not sure it works so well though: last week I put a load in and pulled the chain and haven't seen them since. The weather isn't bad here. It only rained twice last week; the first time for three days and the second time for four days.

About that coat you wanted me to send you, your Uncle Stanley said it would be to heavy to send in the mail with the buttons on, so we cut them off and put them in the pockets. John Boy locked his keys in the car yesterday. We were really worried because it took him two hours to get me and your father out. Your sister had a baby this morning; but I haven't found out what it is yet so I don't know if your an aunt or an uncle. The baby looks just like your brother.

Uncle Ted fell in a whiskey vat last week. Some men tried to pull him out, but he fought them off playfully and drowned. We had him cremated and he burned for three days.

Three of your friends went off a bridge in a pick-up truck. Abner was driving. He rolled down the window and swam to safety. Your other two friends were in back. They drowned because they couldn't get the tailgate down.

Love, Mom and Dad

Lounging With A Video:
Pecker by John Waters

When I first saw this title I thought it would make for a funny moment with the video store employee. I could hardly keep a straight face just saying I wanted to rent Pecker. Especially after telling them I had been looking for Pecker all day. Anyway the humor behind all this was hardly worth sitting through this film. So in conclusion Pecker just didn't measure up. He he.

Did You Know?
Women navigate by landmarks and visual memories. Men navigate by direction and distance, and tend to be better at reading maps.

The B. K. Lounge Laboratory has also discovered that some men will refuse to use a map, totally relying on their keen sense of direction and distance to navigate.

Dr. Suess Rejects

1. The Cat in the Blender
2. Herbert the Pervert Likes Sherbert
3. Fox In Detox
4. Who Shat in the Hat?
5. Horton Hires a Ho
6. The Flesh-Eating Lorax
7. How the Grinch Stole Columbus Day
8. Your Colon Can Moo - Can You?
9. Zippy the Rabid Gerbil
10. Yentl the Lentil
11. Marvin K. Mooney, Get the F*ck Out!
12. Are You My Proctologist?
13. One Bitch, Two Bitch, Hey Bitch, You Bitch
14. My Pocket Rocket Needs a Socket
15. Aunts in My Pants
16. Jessy's Little Friend Johnson
17. Willy In A Dilly
18. Chad Goes To Fla.
19. Under Where

Lounge Chow: Chicken Jenny

The B.K. Lounge Laboratory has been experimenting with various peppers. This recipe is one we really liked and Jenny loved.

• Tablespoon Olive Oil.
• 2 large Chicken Breasts, you said breasts.
• 1/2 teaspoon smoked Hungarian paprika.
• 1 teaspoon fresh ground cumin.
• 1/2 teaspoon ground green or black pepper.
• Salt to taste.
• 1/2 small onion, diced small.
• 3 cloves of garlic, crushed and minced.
• 2 *Chipotle peppers chopped small.
• 1 Tablespoon *Adobo sauce.
• 2 Ancho peppers rehydrated, deseeded and chopped small.
• 14.5 oz diced tomatoes. I am not screwing with you, diced tomatoes come in 14.5 oz. cans.
• 3 cups of pasta o' choice.

Cut chicken into small pieces, twice the size of the chicken pieces you would find in a middle of the road can of chicken soup.

Heat up a large iron skillet and pour in the oil. Toss in the chicken and moments before you think it is done toss in paprika, cumin, green pepper and salt. Stir constantly for maybe a minute.

Add the onion and garlic and sauté until onion is almost clear. Add the Chipotle, adobo sauce and ancho peppers. Stir until mixed.

Toss in the diced tomato and simmer until thick. Serve over pasta tossed in olive oil and toasted bread.

* Chipotle peppers are smoked jalapeno peppers. They are commonly sold submerged in adobo sauce in cans. You can buy Chipotle pepper's in adobo sauce in the ethnic section of your grocery or in Mexican markets. Good herb and spice shops will sell Chipotle peppers dry.

Did you also know?
The size of your foot is approximately the size of your forearm. And you know what they say about guys with big forearms.

In Donner Pass style I wonder if they ate the seven to help time pass. (Bryan Knox)

If you think nobody cares if you're alive, try missing a couple of car payments. - Earl Wilson

Phobia Of The Month:
sesquipedalophobia: fear of long words.

The Doctor that named this phobia has a great sense of humor.

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