What is it my Mom has always told me? In mock Latin? Illegitimi non carborundum or some such. Supposed to mean 'Don't Let the Bastards Grind You Down' but it isn't 'real' Latin, mind you, it's a bastardization of it. So to speak. :)
By the way, while we are on the subject of Mom's...they sure as hell know their sons when it comes to getting them to eat. I haven't been eating lately, not like I should, and I am losing weight at a rapid pace. Now frankly this is a good thing for me to be losing weight because due to some general bad living and adding in the munching I did during the months of my smoking cessation I was getting to be one large mufugga, know what I'm sayin'? DAWG?
But you gotta do it the right way, and NOT eating because of stress is NOT the right way. Especially when it starts to make you woozy, lightheaded and see spots.
So my Mom hears about this and sends me something in the mail. And this is what makes Mom's so great...she knew EXACTLY what I would not be able to resist.
Maryland Crab Cakes...one of the greatest single foods in the universe for sure (if prepared properly), and certainly THE food from back home in Baltimore that I miss the most, well...except for just straight-up hard shell crabs, but you can't really MAIL those.
Anyway, thanks Mom, they were DELISH. And thanks to ALL of those people who happen to read the blog and also send over some food from time to time. It's great to sometimes not have to worry about dinner when you are so worried about all of this. Been a TREMENDOUS help.