Text 13581, 83 rader
Skriven 2008-09-11 15:31:21 av Carol Shenkenberger (19957.cooks)
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Ärende: RE: picnics and stuff 885
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 > -> PLan B (grin).  Variation on the theme is all.  These are spicy but not
 > 'blow
 > -> your socks off' spicy.  Folks not expecting that, may prefer the simple s
 > -> ones i made.  Kinda like Durian, you either love or hate'em.


 > Oh I loves em I do! I can remember "Saturday Matinee's" in Sumter SC
 > Where you'd go to the movies from 9am till 3pm for a quarter.
 > There was an old farmer who sold bags of boiled peanuts out
 > of the back of his pick up truck. 10cents got you a paper
 > lunch sack full of boiled salty peanuts. With your pockets
 > full of penny candies, and a bag or two of those peanuts
 > you were good for all day....with the occaisional trip to
 > either the water fountain or the bathroom! (grin)!

Wee bit off the generation of mine, but not so far that is wasnt a familiar
tale and not that long ago when I was growing up.

 > ->  > Liver, well. I like it, but I've had some pretty horrid

 > -> I threw up at the dinner table at the taste of it when age 6.  Did it aga
 > -> age 8 when Mom though to try it again.  Liver and me = barf zone just at
 > the
 > -> smell alone.  Best leave this one alone.  If you or another cook liver at
 > -> picnic, I will take a fresh air break til that item is cleared out.


 > When I was a child, we were to eat everything
 > that had been put on our plates. There were

Mom did that, but stopped when I heaved my cookies at the liver the first time
.  The second time was a different recipe and I was game to try.  (even as a
kid, I was always willing to try something new!).  Didnt work.

Mom was sensible about it.  We werent served huge servings and a little bit
extra was there if we were hungry for seconds.

> no food likes or dislikes in our family, they weren't
 > allowed. Happily I liked everything on the table

We had our preferences, but Mom was a very simple bland cook in those days. 
I think most were.  There just wasnt the variety of today's stores to peruse.

 > never a problem. When Amanda was young (maybe
 > 3 or 4) I fixed liver for us. She took one taste and
 > didn't want ANY more. At that point for the first
 > time I became my father and made her eat it.
 > She did and immediately threw it right back up
 > on the plate. I was horrified, not that she threw

Thats what I did at the table.  Mom was suitably horrified.  Ever after, she
never 'made us' eat something.  She allowed a minimal trading if we were very
polite about it. (she pre-plated our meals).  I'd trade 1/2 my rice for my
brothers veggies for example.  (Mom made that separatist rice sort and I will
admit, she did it very well and has the only type of that genre I will enjoy
eating).

 > up, but that I had become that thing that I
 > hated when I was a child, a parent who did
 > not listen to what the child was saying. That
 > was the (thankfully) last time I parented like
 > my parents did.

We all learn.  Some things carry over well, others do not.

 > -> Chicken livers are the only one i can handle, and in small doses.  Like 1
 > -> 2 and i will not barf on the table to amuse the guests and feed the pets!

Oh, and it was a chicken liver attempt when I was 8, but I tried them again
when the mil made them for us after we got here the first time.  Real simple
recipe, I actually like it.

 > Michael is coming out to visit this month. We may
 > make time to do our pilgrimage to Pike Place Market
 > and get gizzards and livers. We may also investigate
 > one or two new BBQ joints I know of. We will also
 > spend a little time at the ballpark! (grin)

Enjoy!  
            xxcarol
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