Bring on the Pallets

May 4 – As we have written about before, we volunteered for the Harvesters’ distribution of food each month. We have been very fortunate during all of the winter months, as we have not missed even one distribution day because of cold or snow or even rain! I think of God’s goodness as we have bright days for the giving of food.

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[ Cars waiting for their food ]

After the truck has driven off, and the parking lot has been cleared of all of the extra cardboard boxes, which are burned in the location behind the church, the area looks clean again. THEN we see and hear the beginning tiny rain drops that soon grow into a shower while all of the volunteers are on their way home, not getting one bit wet from the rain! A number of times, early in the week, we have seen on the news that there will be rain on Wednesday, our food distribution day. I’m glad that the predictions made by the weathermen aren’t always correct!

During our most recent trip, the Harvesters crew were trying a new plan.. In all of the years we have been volunteers, the huge truck drives up into the church parking lot, the truck doors on both sides of the truck are quickly opened, the tables set up, and we volunteers get to work piling up the items in our particular section. Soon we are ready for Jim to go out to the road and send the vehicles on their way to the food tables. From there, they drive around to the other side of the truck and receive more food waiting for them.

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[ Unpacking…what the driver brought ]

I don’t know who thought up the new way of handing out the food this time, but it was different enough that many more pounds of food could be given out. Paul, the genial, always-smiling driver, stacked some pallets together at the back of the open truck; then Dennis, who with his wife Pam, were the originators of this Harvesters plan at our church, had brought his tractor several miles from the church and scooped up the pallets, and placed them all along the parking lot in a semi-circle.

Mike, another one of the volunteers, helped guide Dennis to the dropping-off place and kept other folks out of the way of the tractor and scoop, lest they suffer injury! Speaking of Mike, when we arrived at the parking lot before the action began, I took some seed catalogs over to him, catalogs that Dale receives so many of. Both of those guys are avid catalog readers, always looking for something new to plant!

At the same time I gave to Donnalene a plastic bag of books for her small grandchildren. I think I mentioned James in an earlier blog. He is the really cute little guy who just turned five, and always greets me with a big smile and a hopeful question, “You got books?”

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[ What a variety! ]

By the time we were ready to start the distribution, the vehicles with their occupants were part of the line that stretched way up the hill. As I thought of the kinds of food that we passed out to the folks, I was both pleased and surprised at the variety and amounts. Now this is just from my remembrance, as checked by Dale (and we probably forgot some). There were big watermelons, apples, blueberries, grapes, grapefruits, huge oranges, tangerines, plums, strawberries, lemons, limes, mangoes, tomatoes, fruit and vegetable trays, lettuce, bagged salads, mushrooms, garlic, soft drinks, brown eggs, donuts, muffins, cakes, all kinds of crackers, and yogurt!

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[ Grapes, anyone? ]

Through the years we’ve become friends with many of those who receive the food. If I happen to be close to the car, I will quickly move over to shake hands or give a hug to the driver. This last time, I was behind the big box trying to reach way down to the bottom to bring up the last of the food, when I heard somebody calling me, I nearly fell back into the box, but was able to get back to my feet and hurry over to give the driver a big hug. I really think I enjoy the hugs and good wishes more than anything else on Harvesters’ Day! But I will never take for granted the wonderful work that the organization does in so many areas. – CHRIS

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Picking Morels, Hoping for Fruit Trees

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[ Covered all over with sweet violets ]

April 30 – This whole last week has been grey and damp, not particularly fit for outdoor activities. We had some thunder before we went to bed last night, and then as we lay in bed, the lightning put on its display. Sometimes one can actually see the lightning with the eyes closed, but last night that didn’t work for me. Will have to put out the rain gauge as it probably is not going to freeze anymore. At least we know the wildflowers like the rain.

A couple of days ago we planted our little Candy onion seedlings, and yesterday we planted a whole row of baby cabbage plants. The rain last night took care of their moisture needs. I’m waiting to put out our tomato seedlings until early next month, just in case. Will have to mix up a batch of fertilizer to pour on those pots.

Chris has been working on our yucca patch on the front bank, and the few remaining plants have all been cut off, but their large roots remain, too large to just dig out and I am not going to work on slopes with my balance problems. Our yucca patch used to be large and imposing but has died back and had few plants remaining. Chris blames voles for digging in and eating the tubers.

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[ Chris pulling out the yucca plants ]

I had a hard time facing the morning today. That bedside clock said it was 9:30 before I got up. So much to do, inside and outside, but my personal activator needed more rest. We have a push mower that will not start, so I shall have to take it over to our repairman and see what he can do. Our son-in-law Harvey stopped by the other day to see if he could influence the thing but it remained silent.

Everything is so green now, including the lawn that always seems determined to keep us behind in our mowing. The dandelion stems are standing tall all over the place, reminding me to get to work on that Stihl weed eater for which we bought an attachment last week. The original system has a rather complex method of installing the cutting twine, and I cannot grasp the details, so instead bought a device with lengths of the twine that one sticks in on both sides of the head and just uses them until they are too short and need to be replaced.

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[ Fresh morels ]

I don’t remember if I mentioned in an earlier blog about finding a patch of large morel mushrooms in the back of our property. They were certainly attractive and eye-catching, and I collected a good number of them in a box. We very seldom find morels although they are common in areas not too far from here. These were all hollow, and I opened them all and washed them. One of the nicest ones had a whole colony of ants living in it, and I just consigned morel and ants to the trash can. Chris cooked them all (not the ants) and served them to me for supper, not taking any for herself. Must be that she is not a mushroom lover. These morels may have been a trifle over-aged, but the taste was ’fair to middlin’ and I consumed the lot. I’m hoping that the several I had left growing out there will produce spores for a good crop next spring.

We have a variety of fruit trees and flowering trees on our property, and one never knows what a particular tree will produce each year. Our two apricot trees will have no fruit at all, our two pear trees just a few, the two giant Asian pear trees will have just a few pears despite the heavy crop last year, and the three Nanking bush cherries have no crop this year. But our three sour cherry trees are just loaded with cherries. Am hoping the two chestnut trees will bear well, but they don’t even have any blooms on them yet.

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[ Quality Hill Playhouse program ]

Our son David took us to a musical program in Kansas City this past week. The MC and pianist was J. Kent Barnhart, a talented musician who kept a very straight face as he played and spoke and made various witticisms that kept the audience laughing. His father Don is a good friend of ours and lives just down the highway a couple of miles away, but we have never gotten acquainted with Kent. On the way home we stopped in to see Don and to introduce our son and to say how we had enjoyed Kent’s program.

Recently David arranged with his tax man to do our tax returns for 2016 too. In the past we have always had our taxes done by an AARP volunteer, but this year we were a bit too late in making our request and there were no more time slots available. Ah well, we did our part in improving the economy! – DALE

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Just Being Nice

April 30 – A quick followup from my last post:

170430_LiquidPlumrLater that day we were shopping at Wal-Mart trying to find a blind to replace one that had been damaged, plus a small container of Liquid Plumbr. We walked from aisle to aisle, but just didn’t look in the right area. We decided to stop and ask a tall man who was sweeping the aisles with a huge broom. “Well, I’m not sure where those blinds are either,” he said. Awhile later, as we were still hunting, we met the same man, who told us to follow him, and he would take us to the proper area. Nice he remembered!

As we were checking out the various kinds and sizes, an older couple was doing the same thing. Since I had just come from the hospital I told them about Rita, and her desire to help others. Then I told them about the man with the big broom, the one who led us to the place where we were now checking out the blinds. Finally, as they had found what they wanted, they said they had enjoyed the conversation and stories. The lady’s last words to me? “I have decided just to be kind. You have had a real effect on me!”

170430_CanesNow I wouldn’t go that far! It was the kind people that I had told her about who really made the difference. Just after that, I stopped to wash my hands. Just as I was about to leave, a lady stepped up and said, “I can tell you are really nice.” Well, I didn’t know quite what to say except, “Thank you. What makes me “nice?”

“Well, you just look so good, and I can tell you’re not exactly young as far as age goes. But I can tell you are happy, and YOU DON’T EVEN HAVE A CANE!” – CHRIS

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Visiting the Docs

April 27 – Last month after my doctor had checked over the report sent to her by the one who did all of the testing to find out what makes me tick (or if I can still keep going), she started reading the results aloud. “OK for that,” she said as she read the first line. Glucose the same, blood pressure was good, cholesterol, and triglycerides were good.

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[ Bone density numbers ]

When she found no problem, she asked, “Have you ever had a bone density test?” My answer? “No, I don’t even know what that is!” I guess she was thinking about my age when she suggested that I should have one! After that test done by Latisha, a very caring young lady, my doctor told me to keep on doing what I have been doing, and all will be well! Now that was good news! As I stopped to thank Fallon, at the patient registration area, I received a big hug from one who treated every patient with a real welcome!

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[ Mammogram machine ]

Just a short time later, I was scheduled for my yearly mammogram at the same hospital. As I was sitting in the lobby reading, a happy looking lady came out to ask with a question mark in her voice, “Are you Chris?” As I walked along with her, she led me down the hall to the room where mammograms were taken.

Very friendly and concerned that all would go well, Rita started a few conversations. That was great, as I always like to make new friends, even in a hospital situation! As she prepared for the test, she reminded me several times that if I were in pain, I should let her know so she could fix the problem. My answer was always the same, “It has to be done, so what good would it do to complain and start all over again? So, I wouldn’t tell you if it were painful, but it isn’t anyway!”

When the test was completed, we talked a little bit about our lives, etc. As I mentioned being a missionary in Africa, her face brightened, and she said, “I knew it! I just knew it! This morning, when I saw the list of patients I would have today, I was pretty sure that this would be the third year I had done a mammogram for you. I just hoped it would be, but I waited to be sure, until you mentioned your work in Africa!”

I don’t remember whether her hug or mine was the most joyous and appreciated, but I do know it was a blessing to see each other again. I was especially glad that she had not forgotten me! After she had checked to make sure the test was satisfactory, and that she didn’t have to do another one, I got dressed and ready to go out to the lobby to tell Dale the good news.

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[ Who you winkin’ at? ]

Along the way we talked about winking, of all things! When I told her I have never ever been able to wink with my right eye, she laughed and said, “Me neither!” Back in my teen years, a number of us young folks would get together for a meal and games.

We played games like Winkum, where the girls sat in a circle of chairs, and each of the boys would stand in back of a seated girl. One boy would have an empty chair, and he would wink at a girl hoping she would escape before the boy behind her held her back and quickly move to the chair of the boy who winked. Then the boy with an empty chair had to do the winking. So we two were the same in at least one way! We also talked about helping others when we can. When I asked her to go out with me to find Dale, she readily agreed. Not only did I want her to meet him, but I wanted him to hear the story about blinking!

After one last hug, Rita pointed out she tries to treat everyone with kindness. Sometimes folks need an extra helping of that because they aren’t feeling well, especially in the hospital. While we are trying to help others to cope with problems they are having, the happiness that we share, always comes back to us! – CHRIS

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It’s a Growing Thing

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[ Tomato trays ]

April 23 – Under fluorescent lights in the basement I now have a second batch of  tomato seedlings that I transplanted into small plastic pots. They look great so far.

Once the weather warms up for real I shall set them outside in the sunshine along with the first batch to get hardened off before they go into the garden. Also have a small tray of cabbage and pepper seedlings waiting for room alongside those tomatoes.

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[ Candy onions]

In a larger tray I have two bundles of Candy onion seedlings stuck into potting soil to keep them moist until transplant time comes, and if the garden weren’t so damp I could get it rototilled and those seedlings transplanted. They don’t freeze easily, so will stand cooler weather than some of the other plants.

On the other hand, once they’ve been transplanted, the cabbages like cooler weather as well.

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[ Discarded euphorbia ]

In front of our big living room window, I had a quite large euphorbia candelabra plant…at least until earlier this month. However, it no longer wanted to stand upright and kept leaning over onto the curtains. So I got a big pair of clippers and cut off the top several inches of the plant, with a lot of branches.

Euphorbias contain a lot of white, milky juice, and that juice was soon splattered around abundantly. The top section is now downstairs, drying out, and one of these days I shall plant it in a pot and hope it roots successfully. The rest of the plant is out on the lawn, destined for the garbage heap.

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[ Spring daffodils ]

In our back yard our daffodil display is still quite colorful. Some of the flowers have faded, but other varieties are bright and visible from quite a distance. We have a couple of clumps that are just loaded with dozens of blooms, a different sort that grows a lot of bulbs in one big ball, all sort of grown together. You don’t plant this kind of daffodil with a single bulb, but with a whole clump.

We have two long rows of daffodil bulbs blooming, that were sent to us by Chris’ younger brother Pete Christoph as a memorial of our dear daughter Biz who passed away in 2011. Pete too has passed away, and now these flowers are a memorial to both. – DALE

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Thoughts on Food – Fourth and Final Course

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[ Fresh cornbread ]

April 21 – Dale really enjoys the golden corn bread that I make from time to time. You can find the recipe for this particular treat just about anywhere: in recipe books, on line, and sometimes on the box in which the main ingredients comes. I prefer eating mine just as it is with nothing on it. Dale likes his with butter, but most of all, he enjoys breaking it into pieces for his morning cereal and milk.

Awhile back we were given several dozen big brown eggs. Well, not just “big” but huge! Thus far, every time I have broken one of these eggs open, TWO yokes pop out! Hardly ever in my whole life have I seen that many. Maybe once in a couple months have I seen an egg with two yokes. But these I am writing about now would make me very surprised any more if only one yoke fell into the dish!

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[ Strawberries ]

Both of us appreciate the strawberries that were picked from our garden strawberry bed and put into the freezer. Another fruit that is most enjoyable is the sour cherry that makes so many treats, both as pies and puddings. I do NOT like the time we spend pitting the cherries, especially when the juice pops out and lands in my eye! Oh, well, it’s better when we do that in the winter, rather than do the job when we pick them off the tree in the summer! No extra time then. – CHRIS

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Thoughts on Food – Third Course

April 19 – For our third course, here are a couple other food tales while I am thinking way back. First of all, when I was about ten, my mother decided that I should have a surprise birthday party to celebrate the first decade of my life! Just a few of the neighbor kids arrived along with a couple from the school. When they arrived, several other older folks drove up, too. And then out came the food: fresh strawberry shortcake and ice cream, a treat that we hardly ever had!

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[ Wild Strawberries ]

During strawberry season, Mom would get up early and off to the fields we would go. Those trips made it possible to fill our stomachs with nothing but berries. We hardly ever had ice cream because we couldn’t afford it for one thing, and with no refrigerator what we did have would melt before we ate it all. But now back to my birthday!

 

When the guests arrived, I just couldn’t figure out how they knew it was my special day, and then I began to also wonder how Mom could serve everyone a nice big bowl of fresh shortcake topped with the special ice cream! When I asked my mom later how it all came about, she laughed and said, “Sis, you were sitting right there on the couch reading when I called your Aunt Annie and we planned it together. Lots of fun, wasn’t it?” Yes, it was, and still is as I think about it right now.

You might be surprised that we had a telephone back in those early days. We had just gotten one the year before. When I first called one of my school friends, I just about dropped the phone when she said hello and sounded just as if she were sitting next to me in the classroom! How in the world could she be several miles away and I could still understand every word she said!

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[ Aprons from Mom ]

Had just taken off my apron before I opened up the computer to write these notes. An apron? Nobody even owns an apron these days! Well, I do, not just one but about fifty, each one made by my Mom for me! The ones I am using now are washed, ironed and folded up before putting them back in the drawer. One box in the basement holds the rest of those pretty aprons. When one I use is about ready to die of old age, I toss it out and add one of the new ones to those in the drawer. I just don’t feel fully clothed when I am working in the kitchen without the protection of an apron!

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[ Napkins from Dale’s mother ]

Along that line, I have about 100 cloth napkins, most of them made by Dale’s mother, who used a sewing machine so small that she always put it up on the kitchen table to do her work. Such fine straight seams. Oh, I almost forgot this: the material for one special set of napkins was cut from a new bed sheet! Then Mom used the second sheet with the same pattern to fix up a tablecloth to go with the napkins! She always came up with that kind of bright idea, I guess maybe because in Africa she couldn’t find what she needed, so had to make new plans that would fit the situation. Both of our mothers were so special to us, and we knew we were blessed to have them. – CHRIS

Picture credit: Wild Strawberries from www.ryenats.org.uk

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Cows. And Squirrels. And Gluten.

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[ Three cows and a truck ]

April 14 – An interesting event took place across the road from us last week, in a pasture where cattle belonging to our son-in-law and his parents graze and wander about freely. We noticed a brown cow lying on her side in the pasture and wondered why she never got up and grazed. Then the next morning she was still out there, lying on her side but in a different area. Every now and then she would kick her legs in the air and then subside. A couple of black cows came over and just stood there close to her, interested in what was going on.

We decided to phone Harvey, our son-in-law, and tell him that something was wrong with one of their cows. In a few minutes he drove over in a farm truck and went out and circled the cow and then went back to the farm buildings. Shortly after that a red truck belonging to his son Robbie came over and went out to the cow, and Harvey came back too.

The two men looked closely at the cow, and Robbie got something out of his truck, that looked suspiciously like a rifle, stood over the cow, and then put his rifle back in his truck. While Harvey got busy with the cow’s hind legs, a tractor driven by his father appeared. A rope tied to the hind legs was attached to the tractor and away it went, dragging the dead cow. We don’t know where they took it. Harvey phoned in a few minutes to thank us for notifying them of this cow, and to say it was an old cow, around 20 years old, that they had tried to catch for years but it always ran away and escaped.

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[ Squirrel knocker ]

We have been much annoyed by squirrels coming to our bird feeder and stealing a lot of the sunflower seed that we put out for the birds. Finally this morning I put out something that I was hoping would keep them scared and back in the woods. It is a long piece of wood, maybe five feet long, that has a hole near one end that slides down over a round stick driven deep into the soil. I tied a long string to the one end and took the other end of the string up to the garage.

Come feeding time I put a lot of seed near this stick and will wait for a squirrel to arrive, as they always do. Then I will pull on that string vigorously and the long section will swing out and hit that squirrel. Hopefully it will stay far away for quite a while and will maybe learn to stay away for ever. Maybe it will be wise to smear some sticky and nasty-tasting stuff on that stick, so that when Squirrel goes to lick his fur, he will get a very bad flavor in his mouth!

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[ Homemade gluten ]

Yesterday Chris put in about four busy hours making gluten. She had a big jar of gluten flour that she had bought, turned it into dough, mixed in tomato juice she had canned, and spread out a lot of patties on waxed paper. Then about a dozen patties at a time went into the tomato juice in the pressure cooker. After about 15 minutes, they were taken out ready for the next load in the cooker. Eventually she had a big bowl of patties, some bound for the freezer and some bound for the fridge and the supper table. Good stuff, this gluten. I had two big patties on toast for supper last night. Mmmmm… – DALE

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Thoughts on Food – Second Course

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[ A Frosted Loaf ]

April 9 – Not too long ago, our grandson Robbie invited us for dinner after David had preached the sermon in church. Both Robbie and Kevin had been learning about foods of all kinds and how to prepare them all through their life with their mother, Biz. They would tackle lots of food problems and come up with all kinds of good food, most of which I wouldn’t even try to make. When we arrived at their home, we found Robbie out in the kitchen working hard on a huge loaf of sliced bread. Of course, Dale and I asked if we could help. “Naw,” he said. “I can do it OK!”

Back to the living room we went to talk with his dad Harvey, and David and his wife. Not too much later, Robbie called us to fill u plates according to our likes and dislikes. Along with the special bread with all sorts of fillings, we found a delicately browned cheese roast, lovely broccoli, an apple pie that a bakery would be proud to sell, and a refreshing drink. Robbie had lived up to his reputation!

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[ Edible cement ]

One of the things I make especially for David is “Cement.” I’d have liked to see your reaction when you first read that sentence! How could a loving mother ever agree to making that for her son? The idea goes back to Dale’s first years in Africa when his folks were missionaries. One of the food items they could not buy there was Grape Nuts; especially endearing to them, perhaps, as they lived in the Battle Creek, MI area where that particular cereal was manufactured by Kellogg’s.

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[ The original recipe ]

After many tries to get the taste just right, Mom ended up with a good recipe she had figured out; one that would provide the same cereal that they could enjoy. How well I remember making “grape nuts” for the first time. Later, with our two little ones who were born here in the states, I added my grape nuts to their diet. I think they enjoyed our variety as much as they did Kellogg’s. I’ll include the original recipe for cement so you can try it.

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[ Dale and the rolling pin ]

Through the years I decided that it would be more fun to roll out the mixed-up-together ingredients, then cut them up into long pieces, and bake them in the oven! I think that was an immediate success. You’ll never guess what the final name for those baked strips was! CEMENT! Well, the kids thought they were as hard and chompy as cement might be, so the name stuck. Better have a big, heavy rolling pin when you roll out the dough, as it has to be thin or it just won’t be crisp. Fortunately I can nab Dale when I make it, because he has big strong arms and can lift the rolling pin and run it back and forth to get the dough in good shape before I cut the strips. I almost forgot to tell you that our rolling pin was made for us by one of our neighbors; it weighs about 10 pounds!

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[ Zwieback ]

Another item of food we learned to enjoy in Africa and have continued to enjoy since is zwieback, coming from the German zwei (two) and backen (to bake). So zwieback translates to “twice baked.”

Now, I’ll admit, we bake our own version of zwieback, not making a dough first and then baking it. Instead, as we used to do in Africa, we use white or whole wheat bread, usually a day or two old because it dries out faster than when it is fresh.

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[ Zwiebak in the oven ]

After I lay out the bread, about a dozen to each cookie tin, I turn on the oven about 200-250 degrees, and let the bread dry out and turn light brown on one side, then do the same for the other side. When it is nicely browned, out it comes to be placed on a tray until it cools; then it is put into a big popcorn or other tin with a big plastic bag inside just waiting for it. You will find, of course, that the zwieback will always be crispy and good. – CHRIS

 

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Thoughts on Food – First Course

April 6 – So what comes to mind when you hear the word, “food?” Do you think of good things to eat? How to grow your own? How to make sure that you have a balanced diet? How to get your kids, if you have any, to eat so that everyone at the table enjoys the repast? Or are you satisfied that you have done your best, and those around the table had better “dig in” and appreciate your hard work getting that food ready?

broccoliMaybe a few family members are going to complain in words like these: We had this for supper yesterday! Who wants to eat leftovers? I sure wish we weren’t having broccoli again! I don’t like it! I’ll bet Dad doesn’t like this zucchini either, but he has to eat it so he can “be a good example.” Why did you give her a bigger piece of cake than this one that you gave me? Hopefully, this kind of conversation doesn’t take place at your dinner table!

There’s only one time in my childhood that I took part in complaining about Mom’s cooking, but I have never forgotten the incident. My mother was one of the hardest working women in the world. Since she had seven kids and nothing at all in the way of modern appliances, she had to make a choice between jobs, especially on wash days, and more so during the winter.

While we were in school, she would scrub the clothes by hand on the washboard. This was after the boys had carried up to the house, a bucketful of water in each hand the night before and filled the big copper boiler so that she could heat it on the stove before beginning the washing. That was a long journey down to the creek, in summer and winter. When we got home from school, we found the same criss-cross pattern of clothesline from one side of the room to the other in the living room and kitchen, with the clothes still only partially dry.

From earlier observation, I knew what would be simmering in a big pot on the back of the stove. All day long, at low heat big white kidney beans, grew softer and softer, ready for supper as soon as Pa had finished his work at the Erie Art Metal, and headed the five miles home along dirt roads on both sides of the railroad track which he crossed along the way.

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More beans, any one?

Knowing what time Pa would arrive, Mom asked some of the older kids to set the table with big bowls ready for the beans and plates for the huge baking powder biscuits, if Ma had found time to bake them on this busy day. As we were seated around the table, all nine of us, the big boys would begin to eat right off the bat, but I started swirling my spoon around in my bowl. Not really happy about beans again, I asked, “Do we have to eat beans again? Can’t we have something else?”

Just about then, even the boys stopped eating and listened, their spoons held in mid-air, wondering what Pa would say! He really didn’t say much; I guess that’s why I can still remember those words, after more than eighty years have passed. “Well, Sis, if you don’t want beans, you don’t have to eat them. Leave the table and get ready for bed!” That truly was the last time I complained about food and even learned to eat some of the things I really didn’t enjoy.

More food stories next time! – CHRIS

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