Imponderable 17 July ...
Jul 18, 2020 15:37:15 #
SteveR wrote:
My Dad grew up in the depression. His sandwiches were made from home made bread. Most of his school mates sandwiches were made from store bought bread. It made him feel out of place. When he grew up he realized that he was the one who had the better bread.
All through school mine were home made bread maqde in juice cans so the sandwich was round. Always whole wheat that we ground in our mill in our "Old House".
Jul 18, 2020 16:30:10 #
Jul 19, 2020 14:36:13 #
RodeoMan
Loc: St Joseph, Missouri
Check out "Chillicothe Missouri" "Sliced Bread". This little North Missouri burg holds itself out to be the original home of machine sliced bread.
Jul 19, 2020 15:16:35 #
Jul 19, 2020 16:10:16 #
buckbrush
Loc: Texas then Southwest Oregon
[quote=robertjerl]My Grandfather took dried corn from the crib* into town where there was a guy who had a commercial grinder and one "corn sheller" and a sack sewing machine. He ground the grain as coarse or fine as you wanted then sacked it.
Robert; your memory is wonderful to be able to recall all of the nuances of your childhood.
I see you grew up in the western edge of Kentucky and my wife grew up in the western edge of Virginia. They were probably 2-300 miles apart but the food (cornbread at least) seems to be made exactly the same. I sure am lucky to have married her and getting the old style food is just icing on the cornbread!!! As you said, the cornmeal here out west is more like cake than cornmeal.
My wife gets her cornmeal from a man who lives in the same Virginia community and has a small corn mill and will coarse grind corn the way it's always made back in the hills. She gets a 5 or 10 pound bag every few months.
Now I'm getting hungry and she's going to make some buttermilk biscuits and fried apples. I bet you have fond memories of those too! We have an old Gravenstein apple tree on the property so those are what she uses.
Thanks again for the trip down memory lane.
Alex
Robert; your memory is wonderful to be able to recall all of the nuances of your childhood.
I see you grew up in the western edge of Kentucky and my wife grew up in the western edge of Virginia. They were probably 2-300 miles apart but the food (cornbread at least) seems to be made exactly the same. I sure am lucky to have married her and getting the old style food is just icing on the cornbread!!! As you said, the cornmeal here out west is more like cake than cornmeal.
My wife gets her cornmeal from a man who lives in the same Virginia community and has a small corn mill and will coarse grind corn the way it's always made back in the hills. She gets a 5 or 10 pound bag every few months.
Now I'm getting hungry and she's going to make some buttermilk biscuits and fried apples. I bet you have fond memories of those too! We have an old Gravenstein apple tree on the property so those are what she uses.
Thanks again for the trip down memory lane.
Alex
Jul 19, 2020 17:27:53 #
[quote=buckbrush]
I gained a couple of pounds just seeing the reference to buttermilk biscuits and fried apples. My Grandma also did fried corn. Cut fresh corn off the cob, put some "bacon drippings" in a cast iron skillet and put in about an inch of the cut corn, salt and black pepper then mash gently to bring out the liquid and fry until the juice is boiling off and the corn starts to brown stirring regularly with a spatula. She also mixed in lima beans sometimes and a bit of fresh onion. Sometimes in the summer lunch would be 3-4 kinds of fresh vegetables, cornbread, Great Northern beans and iced tea with corn on the cob instead of fried corn for a change now and then. Towards the end of the corn season when it was just starting to dry and getting hard on the plant she would roast ears of corn until they were starting to brown. Kind of chewy but tasted great. Want a snack? Grab a fresh tomato off the vine, add salt and eat it like an apple. Granddad planted a few tomato plants in his crop fields and kept a salt shaker wrapped in wax paper in his pocket just for snacks while working away from the farm house. A big Mason Jar (later my uncle gave him a gallon thermos) of water wrapped in wet burlap tied on the tractor and he would sometimes stay out all day if the work called for it.
Farm food and my family's cooking is probably why I am over weight and diabetic. On the farm you worked it all off, in the Army 6000 calories a day sometimes left us hungry but in the city most jobs (I was a classroom teacher.) don't burn off the calories from the things and quantities I grew up eating.
robertjerl wrote:
My Grandfather took dried corn from the crib* into... (show quote)
I gained a couple of pounds just seeing the reference to buttermilk biscuits and fried apples. My Grandma also did fried corn. Cut fresh corn off the cob, put some "bacon drippings" in a cast iron skillet and put in about an inch of the cut corn, salt and black pepper then mash gently to bring out the liquid and fry until the juice is boiling off and the corn starts to brown stirring regularly with a spatula. She also mixed in lima beans sometimes and a bit of fresh onion. Sometimes in the summer lunch would be 3-4 kinds of fresh vegetables, cornbread, Great Northern beans and iced tea with corn on the cob instead of fried corn for a change now and then. Towards the end of the corn season when it was just starting to dry and getting hard on the plant she would roast ears of corn until they were starting to brown. Kind of chewy but tasted great. Want a snack? Grab a fresh tomato off the vine, add salt and eat it like an apple. Granddad planted a few tomato plants in his crop fields and kept a salt shaker wrapped in wax paper in his pocket just for snacks while working away from the farm house. A big Mason Jar (later my uncle gave him a gallon thermos) of water wrapped in wet burlap tied on the tractor and he would sometimes stay out all day if the work called for it.Farm food and my family's cooking is probably why I am over weight and diabetic. On the farm you worked it all off, in the Army 6000 calories a day sometimes left us hungry but in the city most jobs (I was a classroom teacher.) don't burn off the calories from the things and quantities I grew up eating.
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