Subj : Al K. Haul [1]
To : Dave Drum
From : Ruth Haffly
Date : Tue Jan 02 2024 14:19:34
Hi Dave,
RH> The bitterness of the hops is the why we don't like it and wouldn't use
RH> it for cooking. I've seen a lot of recipies that look good until I
RH> start reading the ingredients listing. When I see beer, ale or stout
RH> listed, I'll think "well, it looked good until I saw.....".
DD> It sort-of depends on the beer. Some beers are "hoppier" than others.
DD> Budweiser is sweeter than bitter, for example. And Coors has little
DD> flavour at all. And bitter works in many recipes. It is, after all one
DD> of the basic "tastes". Sweet, sour, salty, bitter, and that Japanese
DD> favourite 'umami'.
We still wson't buy/drink it.
DD> I usually don't have room in the ice box for stuff that should be in
DD> there. Or the freezer. Mostly because Dennis is a pack-rat. I'm not
DD> scheduled to work next Tuesday so there's going to be a big clear-out
DD> to the bare shelves - which will get washed and spiffed up. All
DD> science experiments and "what is this?" item will be binned, etc.
RH> Sounds like a good idea. We've probably got some stuff in our fridge
RH> that should find a new home in the trash can.
DD> I'm going to do it the evening before trash day so it doesn't have
DD> time to take over the wheelie bin. Or attract raccooons, tree rats and
DD> opossums.
Sounds good; our trash day is Friday but because of the holiday, pushed
to Saturday again this week. I've done the "clean out the fridge" thing
the night before also.
DD> 8<----- EDIT -----.8
RH> Town I grew up in was well settled by (mostly) Scotch-Irish long before
RH> my parents moved there. Farming was mostly dairy but from what I've
RH> read, there was a time when cauliflower was a big cash crop in the
RH> area.
DD> Most farms these days are strictly "ca$h grain" and the farmers shop
DD> at stupormarkups. Our family farm rotated crops between corn,
DD> soybeans,
DD> wheat, oats, alfalfa, rye and sorghum (a relative of corn). And we had
DD> a small orchard with apples, peaches, apricots and paw-paw trees. The
DD> orchard and the acre+ "truck" garden were bordered by blackberry and
DD> raspberry brambles. And there was a strawberry bed at the top of the
DD> garden.
My dad planted a couple of gardens for family eating. Mom canned a lot,
then got a freezer in 1973. Dad usually put in rhubarb, sweet corn,
lettuce, beets, carrots, yellow wax beans and tomatoes when I was
growing up, later added brussels sprouts and a couple of other veggies.
He had a small (6?) vines for grapes, on the property also had a couple
of apple trees and a pear tree. Neighbor's property had blackberry
bushes we had free picking on, strawberries were wild (but not abundant)
on both properties.
DD> I was told by a friend (and fellow chilli cook) who had been a cook on
DD> transcontinental trains that the small bottles served two (or more)
DD> purposes. Inventory was easier - and it made it harder for an
DD> unscrupulous attendant/bartender to deplete the stock by nipping at
DD> the bottle. And since the bottles contained about a "jigger/shot" of
DD> booze, measurement was simple.
RH> Sounds like a win-win all the way around (except for the unscrupulous
RH> folks). We had our first meal on a train this past spring on our trip
RH> to Denali from Whittier, Alaska. We were seated so that we could see a
RH> bit of the kitchen as waiters came in/went out; from what we could see,
RH> it was very tight working space. The menu we were offered was very
RH> limited, looked like very minimal cooking was actually done on the
RH> train except maybe the salmon chowder. The rest of the hot offerings
RH> were probably just microwaved.
DD> Railroad dining car galleys are, of necessity, very tight quarters.
DD> And they put out some amazing dishes. Airlines, OTOH, use pre-made,
DD> nuked
DD> to serving temperature dishes for their in-flight offerings. If you've
DD> eaten airline food you'll know it's all lowest common denominator
DD> stuff.
I've had airline food, think the last regular meal we had was coming
back from Berlin in 1992.
DD> My first railroad meal was on the Rock Island Twin Cities Rocket
and I DD> was 14 years old. Roast Duckling w/Orange Sauce. I managed to
get more DD> of it in me than on me. Bv)=
That's commendable. (G)
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Catch you later,
Ruth
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