Hi Dave,

Did they all keep to their own ethnic cooking or did it (d)evolve into
the average American cooking eventually?

They each seemed to have a "special" dish that they clunng to. But
ther rest of their diets were the usual mish-mash.

As long as they have something of the old country to bring back memories
and introduce the first (and subsequent) generation to the old world
food, they will do well. Those that move to any new area and try to hold
on to all of their past do not assimilate as easily. That's partly why
we tried new foods wherever we moved--and some became fast favorites.

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I helped withb the "putting up". But other than jams and jellies or
the occasional batch of fruit preserves - moslty "sealed" with
paraffin - I've not done any "canning" on my own. The freezer is so
much more handy.

Big advantage of canning is that you're not spending energy to keep it "put up" Jars can be stowed anywhere and don't need power. Also frees
up the freezer for stocking perishables like meats, breadstuffs and
such like.

If there is room in the pantry. Or the cellar.

Mom had a big metal shelving unit in the cellar right next to the washer
and dryer where she kept the canned goods. Easy for us kids to grab
something she'd request.

I grew up in the Able Bake Charlie era. Not the Alpha Bravo Charlie
that came later.

My dad was in the former era also so when one of our cats had kittens,
he designated them Able, Baker, Charlie and Dog, figuring they'd all
find homes and new names. First 3 did find home, took mama over for spaying and she died on the operating table (genetic heart defect, we found out others in the same line had died young). We needed a cat for
the mousekeeping chores so kept Dog and kept her name.

I'll bet that got some raised eyebrows. I got adopted by a cat that
had been mutilated (de-clawed) who lowwlowed me around like a dog. So

It sure did! And then she had kittens. (G) They were born the day the
Apollo 11 astronauts took off so we designated them Neil, Buzz, Michael
and Diana (Roman goddess of the moon--I was taking Latin in high
school). They all found homes so we kept Dog for some time longer.

I named hor "Spot" not kowinbg, since I never watched Star Dreck thar
one of the characters in the space opera had a cat named Spot. After several years she devloped some sort of kitty AIDS and I had to have
her euthanised. I buried her behing the garage and had Krumsieck
Monument inscribe a hunk of granite with "SPOT - A pretty good cat"
Onlt pet I ever put a stone up to commemorate.

Sounds like she was worth it. Dad buried our pets on the back hill but
none of them ever got a headstone.

So long as the meaning is clear. When people ask my sur-name I tell
them "Drum. Like the musical instrument." Bv)= And I'm hard to beat.

Groan. I usually ask (if not in a military context) if the person is familiar with the NATO alphabet. If they respond positively, I'll then
say "Hotel/Alpha/Foxtrot/Foxtrot/Lima/Yankee, first name Romeo/Uniform/Tango/Hotel. Gets their attention. (G) On the phone a lot
of people hear "s" instead of "f" so by using the NATO alphabet, it's clear.

Especially when dealing with a telemarketer or customer "service" rep
for whom English is *not* a firdt languager.

Most of the former don't make it past the call screening program.

Except when the screener get it wrong. Mine had Dennis' son down as a "generic robo-caller" until I went in a straightened it out. Bv)=

Sounds like a programming glitch.

Skin and bone the breast halves. Butterfly them if extra
thick. Pound to 1/4" - 1/3" thick (I use a heavy rolling
pin and really lean into it).

We mince a good sized clove of garlic and brown it slightly in oilve
oil as the first step in making the sauce.

Title: Cauliflower Piccata
Categories: Vegetables, Beans, Citrus, Herbs
Yield: 4 servings

I'll stick with the chicken but if I need to do a vegetarian one, I'll
use tofu.


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Hi Dave,

And thus is born "fusion" cuisine. Some of which is very nice. But
some dishes should be "left as found". I have things in every cuisine

I think most things are better in their original than in a fusion.
Fusion doesn't always take the best of all contributions and make something better; sometimes it ends up much worse than any of its components.

As I said above "Some of which is very nice." And, of course, there
are some dishes which could gag a maggot out of a garbage can.

Steve would count anything made with bittermelon in that category.
Others would include durian. I like them both, in small amounts--can
enjoy more melon than durian tho. (G)

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found out others in the same line had died young). We needed a cat for
the mousekeeping chores so kept Dog and kept her name.

I'll bet that got some raised eyebrows. I got adopted by a cat that
had been mutilated (de-clawed) who lowwlowed me around like a dog. So

It sure did! And then she had kittens. (G) They were born the day the Apollo 11 astronauts took off so we designated them Neil, Buzz, Michael and Diana (Roman goddess of the moon--I was taking Latin in high
school). They all found homes so we kept Dog for some time longer.

And King Chuck's first wife (Ms.Spencer) was not yet Princess Dianna.
Bv)=

Yes, but this Diana was born when the future princess was only 8 years
old and hardly anybody knew her. Besides, the kitten was cuter. (G)

I thought Ms. Spencer was quite attractive despite her blonde hair.

That's your opinion. Besides, what's wrong with being blonde? I was for
my childhood/early adulthood. It turned more brown over the years tho.

I named hor "Spot" not knowing, since I never watched Star Dreck thar
one of the characters in the space opera had a cat named Spot. After

IIRC, that was Data, a robot in "ST; The Next Generation". Steve
enjoyed that show and since the tv was in the living room, I heard it.

An "android". Robots are all electromechanical. Androids have meat on their framework.

OK, I just knew he wasn't human.

Spot is the cat who slurped the sauce off of the pasta and meat,
leaving iton the saucer when I shared my supper with her one evening.
She was a might hunter - used to bring me bunnies ad birds she had
nailed - and her with no claws on her front end.

Our cats brought home mice, shrews, and the occaisional bird, even
fewer rabbits. More often than not, we would see a few remains and know that the hunter had found prey.

We had a shop cat at the satellite store. Callie was brought in when
one of the installers got her, barely weaned, from a clinet. Her
mother cat hadn't had time to teach her to hunt and eat her prey. She would nab a mouse and play with it until its little heart gave out.
Then ignore the thing. Once I put one of her victims in her food dish hoping she'd get the idea that it was food. Ms. Calico scooped the
mouse onto the floor and started crunching her kibble.

All depends on how they're raised in the first couple of months. I can't
recall our momma cats teaching their young how to hunt; kittens
generally found homes around 8-10 weeks old. By then they knew how to
eat & drink from dishes.

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We get some wierd voice mail translations sometimes. (G)

Usually on words not in its lexicon. So, it makes a "best guess". And things begin to get weird.

Do they ever!

Title: Cauliflower Piccata
Categories: Vegetables, Beans, Citrus, Herbs
Yield: 4 servings

I'll stick with the chicken but if I need to do a vegetarian one, I'll
use tofu.

I likes me cauliflower. I have yet to discover a way that I don't
like.

I like it too, but just thinking about what other alternatives to meat might work. I'd press the tofu to get most of the water out, then treat
it like the chicken cutlets.

Only place i get tofu on purpose is in hot & sour soup.

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