Attorney General Alberto Gonzáles' Insolent Smugness
We thought we were going to have a mild day, but that icy Canadian air raced down before we knew it, so cooking plans and the cocktail hour on the porch with the braziers going were changed at the last minute. Instead, we lit the fireplaces in the great room and the large dining room, looking forward to Schuyler's drink for tonight, a Blenheim. He made them with Grey Goose Vodka, Kahlúa, and orange juice.
Schuyler's wife, Elizabeth, is usually very demure and quiet, but tonight, the strength and energy of the expert horsewoman and cattlewoman was in high gear. She was seething, she told us, at the smug, arrogant smirk on the Attorney General's face during his questioning during a Congressional hearing on Monday to investigate Bush's illegal wiretapping.
Elizabeth said she couldn't figure out why no member of that investigatory panel jumped out of his or her seat and slapped the toad to make him show more respect. She was furious she said, because the Aztec toad's insolent, never-ending snide, irreverent, insolent smirk only represented the disdain with which the Bush administration regards both the Congress and We, The People. You all know by now, that Art, who moved here from Mexico, gave us several lessons on the way the Aztecs used human sacrifice, cutting out the still-beating hearts of their victims with obsidian knives. Art further told us that only a very few pure-blooded Aztecs survive, and that as a Mexican, he could tell one from a mile away, and that Gonzáles, with his penchant for human torture, was Aztec from the top of his Aztec hair to the tips of his flat, splayed feet. So, in our group, we have come to label him as the Aztec toad because of his un-American disdain and contempt for the Constitution, for human rights, and for all things real citizens of the United States hold sacred.
Gonzáles, The Smirk, and Bush, The Smirker
Here, Terry jumped in and told us that she too had been disgusted by the disdainful and disrespectful posturing of this son of illegal immigrants. Gonzáles, whose brown nose comes straight from the Bush fundament, has enabled Bush in all his nefarious activities since Bush was governor of Texas. Terry said, with contempt for Gonzáles and Bush quite demonstrable, that Gonzáles rendered quaint the notion that our Constitution was to be revered, not smeared.
Dinner by Max and Charlotte
The appetizer Charlotte invented for tonight was new to us, though the ingredients were old favorites. She prepared Jicama Rolls with Shrimp and Mexican Hot Sauce. Tonight, she and Max gave us a choice of what to pair with these rolls: tequila or wine. Honestly, I think we all felt like trying both to see what we actually preferred by taste, so up went the hands when Max and Charlotte asked: do you want some Leyenda del Milagro Añejo Tequila, or a spicy, fruity Mourvèdre 2002 Rosenblum Cellars Château La Paws? Up went a left hand and right hand. We vanquished the doubt: we just had both. In the end, because the Jicama Rolls were served as an appetizer, we voted in favor of the tequila, but voted highly for trying the Mourvèdre with a main course, spicy dish.
Charlotte, our horsewoman extaordinaire/chef fabuleuse, prepared a time-consuming Potage Solférino (Potato, Leek and Tomato Soup.) Soup, perfect for the first of several very chilly nights that we are told are forecast. Max brought some bottles of their Osborne Jerez Coquinero Fino Amontillado, a perfect sherry to accompany this hearty soup. The new set of china we're beginning to assemble is durable and able to withstand the kind of abuse we give it here. The soup bowls, though, are superb because they have small handles which make it perfectly o.k. for those of us whose hands tremble a little bit when we pick up a soup spoon full of liquid to just pick up the small soup bowls and drink directly from them. These are from the French company Pillivuyt, and can be found at http://www.pillivuytus.com/classics2.asp Their soup tureens are also able to stand up to the rigors of serving almost fifty people a night.
Max, despite the cold night, had the grills going on the porch, and prepared some Andalusian Chorizo-crusted Grilled Bacalao, or chorizo-crusted cod fish prepared on our grills. Because the grills were going, he took advantage of them and also grilled us some perfect vegetables, including mushrooms, zucchini and fingerling potatoes. He thought a medium-bodied Chardonnay, the 2003 Iron Horse, would go well with his magnificent fish, and we agreed. The pairing was flawless.
Perhaps thinking of some of their vacations in Cancún, Charlotte and Max devised this next course, Mango and Tamarind Glazed Grilled Pork. With fluffy red-tinged rice and grilled Chayote squash, they paired our pork course with a fabulous 2003 Renwood Sierra Series Barbera, with its wonderful light, raspberry flavors.
Carmen helped Charlotte prepare some exquisite Almond and Custard Tarts, served with an amazingly good sherry, Lustau's Jerez East India Solera.
End of a Good Day
Washington, in the guise of perverts who believe in torture and the destruction of our Constitution, such as every member of this sick and morbidly fascist administration, couldn't spoil our evening. They gave us plenty to talk about, but in the end, the companionship of good neighbors and real patriots trumped the perverts. We had a good dinner, and quietly slipped back into the great room to have our after-dinner coffee with the teenagers before bundling up and heading for our respective farms and ranches.
Summary:
Insolent, irreverent and disdainful attitudes towards the Congress of the United States is performed only by perverts who give no respect to the Constitution of the United States. It rendered the heart of this patriot to see the "attorney general" of the United States display more the mores of illegal immigrants than those of true United States patriots. Beyond contempt, and beneath the insolent behavior of the "attorney general/illegal immigrant" Aztec toad, none other than George Bush, the Toad in Chief.
