KFC Chicken Trials Part 29 - Cooking Deep Fried Chicken in a Pressure Cooker.
Cleaning the Kuroma Pressure Fryer.
Just like The Colonel used to fry chicken! This is a Wear-Ever Electric Chicken Bucket frier.
Carl Johnson Company 3950 JACOBS AVENUE EUREKA, CA 95501 Phone: 707-443-4851 Fax: 707-443-1946
1-28-16 Estate Furniture & Misc. 1/28/2016
AUCTION BEGINS AT 4:15 pm WE WILL SELL NUMERICALLY BEGINNING WITH LOT NUMBER 100 & ENDING WITH LOT NUMBER 445. We will sell approximately 70-80 lots per hour. Preview Weds. 11:00 am - 5:00 pm and Thursday 11:00 am to Sale Time. TERMS: All bidders must register and provide proper identification. Complete payment immediately following Sale. We accept cash, personal & business checks with proper ID; VISA/MC/Discover (only on day of sale). 13% Buyers Premium, 3% Cash Discount. Note: Some items may be sold subject to confirmation. CHECK OUT: Small carry out items anytime during Sale. Open check out after Sale or Friday & Saturday 10:00am - 4:00 pm. Items left longer than 3 days subject to storage fee.
100 JEWLERY BOX 101 ELVIS SIGN + BOOK 102 SERVING TRAY W/PHEASANT PICTURE 103 HUNGARIAN BOWL 104 MOOSE ANTLERS 105 CAST IRON DECORATIVE POT 106 BURL WOOD BASKET W/HANDLE ...
What Does it Mean to be Ghetto?
Henry Lau describes the clash between ghetto culture and college.
community service, mopping up the streets and hallways. When it rains, my thirsty pants suck up water like a straw so that even my knees get wet. Other people like to wear puffy marshmallow jackets that get puffier and puffier in successive winters. Their upper bodies look inflated by bicycle air pumps. And they wear book bags curtained by a jungle of straps in the back so that they can't get to their books without a machete. Those people with the ghetto walk look like limping wind up toys, their gait going side to side, up and down, their arms swaying in rhythmic harmony. In college, I sometimes lose a sense of purpose because ghettoness, the fuel for my ambitions, does not surround me. Sometimes I think about my childhood in Chinatown. I remember the tenement I used to live in has an iron fire escape that extends from the second to the fifth floor. Peeling black paint curls ring around the fire escape rails. ...