The American South, especially the Southeast ( i.e. Georgia, South Carolina ) is quintessential English in every way. There are Tea Time Treats and pastries and decorum for everything. I got used to Bisquits, which were really Scones and Cookies that were really Bisquits ( to me ). Foods were battered and fried or Stewed Meat dishes ( Chicken and Dumplings ). The one occasion I enjoyed with my new friends was English Tea break in the afternoon. Since my family were always tea drinkers, I got used to adding cream and sugar to my tea, instead of drinking it plain as usual.
A small Caribbean Market was available so we were able to order some hard to find articles that would never be found in the US. We had a little land and grew much of our food and were quite isolated from the nearby towns and cities so we rarely experienced the cultural diversity. Sugar Cane and fresh rice were grown nearby so we converted to rice as plantains and coconut became too expensive to import.
As I traveled, I grew fond of cheeses, breads and local dried fish were what I sought out for my meals. I dined on various simple meals around the world and still shake my head and smile at the similar ways each are prepared. From India to Switzerland to the Caribbean, local food celebrates ritual and and familiar indulgences . I was not at all surprised as certain ingredients were similar and dictated by the soil and water environment and seasonal similarities. I did get into a few fun debates of whom developed the dish or delicacy first. I mean, who would believe that Indian Chutney was born there and not in the Caribbean or Fish baked with tomatoes inside of corn husk were Spainish inspired and not from my auntie's kitchen only ? Or coconut milk used by anyone else but my mom , I mean Really !!
I've managed to kick near every unhealthy food for a while. But one thing I have never been able to defeat is coke! I cannot go without a glass of coke every now and then!
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For those who haven't tried it, think of something half way between Swiss and Belgian chocolate that takes you straight into heaven at the first bite. They're working on obtaining one of those "protected origin denomination labels"... And man, they deserve it!
And no, you can never have enough chocolate! Look at the size of the last Easter Egg they make down there!
Or the 100m chocolate line for "chocolate day"....
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I've managed to kick near every unhealthy food for a while. But one thing I have never been able to defeat is coke! I cannot go without a glass of coke every now and then!
Hear, hear! Hail to the Coke, and not that diet shit either.
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Pies. Love, love Southern pies. Sweet Potatoe pie, Pecan pie, oh, I am so hungry!
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Rhaegar, despite wounding Robert, was struck down with a massive blow from Robert's warhammer, which scattered the rubies encrusted in Rhaegar's armor under the water. Rhaegar died with Lyanna Stark's name on his lips.
Best brand I ever had: Rapa Nui. As far as I know, you can only buy those in Bariloche and Buenos Aires, though.
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“Fear is a strange soil. It grows obedience like corn, which grow in straight lines to make weeding easier. But sometimes it grows the potatoes of defiance, which flourish underground.”
Ummm....like Masa or ground corn ? Certainly you cannot eat an ear of corn like a hot dog ( whatever that is).
The Mexicans are known for their Rellenos or corn battered/ stuffed and fried green peppers, I guess corn can
be stuffed too. I love Tamales and saving the Corn Husk for baking.They're not as versatile as Banana Leaves
but very good.
Well, a hot dog is a wonderfully uniform pink or red sausage, preferably made of beef. Nathan's or Hebrew National (blessed by Rabbis!) are the best, in my opinion. A corndog is a hot dog speared with a stick, dipped in cornmeal batter and deep-fried. You get the best ones at county fairs and low-rent carnivals.
Mustard only. The person who puts ketchup on a corndog is likely a serial killer.
What you mentioned sounds pretty good as well.
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As soon as those cameras are off I am going to fuck that little dog.
WildSeed wrote: Oh Lyanna . I am a firm believer than life exist for us to make pies. Anything makes a pie ; fish,
meat, fruit or vegetable. I love them all. I'm not a fan of most cakes , but pie sends me into an
nostalgic weeping session ( or happy dance ) because I miss making them with my grandma.
Aww... that's so sweet!
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“Fear is a strange soil. It grows obedience like corn, which grow in straight lines to make weeding easier. But sometimes it grows the potatoes of defiance, which flourish underground.”
Wow, that takes me back. I love chestnuts. In Switzerland there are vendors who sell them on the street corners. They're so delicious and warm on a cold night! I've made them here on the fire, but it's just not the same.
Lekerli are what I miss most about my childhood. They're these amazing little Christmas cookies.
Different Swiss regions have different versions, but my favorite are those made in Basel, hence the name Basler Lekerli. They're made from dark, strong honey, ground almonds, kirsch (an eyewateringly strong cherry brandy), candied orange peel and spices like cloves and nutmeg and cinnamon. You have to age them for several weeks before eating. I've never been able to get the recipe just right, but someday, I will. In the meantime, it's fun trying. They're delicious with black tea, especially if it has a hint of citrus.
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Crabcakes. Must have crabcakes in great profusion every summer when visiting the southern branch of the family H'ghar. With an occasional corndog while walking by the sea, a summer is not complete without crabcakes, corn on the cob, barbecued ribs, and Dairy Queen ice cream. Yum. We used to catch the blue crabs with a net in the shallows when we were kids, catch a bushel full, steam them up, and eat for hours picking at the shells. Now a woman does not have the patience for picking, so has found that crabcakes offer the same desired flavors.
Crabcakes. Must have crabcakes in great profusion every summer when visiting the southern branch of the family H'ghar. With an occasional corndog while walking by the sea, a summer is not complete without crabcakes, corn on the cob, barbecued ribs, and Dairy Queen ice cream. Yum. We used to catch the blue crabs with a net in the shallows when we were kids, catch a bushel full, steam them up, and eat for hours picking at the shells. Now a woman does not have the patience for picking, so has found that crabcakes offer the same desired flavors.
My mom makes the best Crab-cakes, We made them daily for my uncles restaurant in Savannah. Crabs are easy
to catch and plentiful throughout the Southeast. The Southerners liked them served as neat lightly battered or
breaded fish cakes or loaf served with a side of " Hush Puppies " ( a decidedly English faire of fried cornmeal batter
mixed with onions and spices. When I was younger and throughout the Caribbean, people just gathered and
enjoyed steamed crab by the dozens. I could probably east 6-10 on my own by the time I was 10 y/o. The
Hush Puppies of the South remained an enigma to me though.
I never heard of Corn Dogs before, are Jagen's people Coastal Southerners ( SE ) or more inland and away
from the Atlantic Ocean ?
One thing is certain, Corn Meal as an ingredient has travelled far and wide in the world. Hail to the Corn/ Maize !
Lekerli are what I miss most about my childhood. They're these amazing little Christmas cookies.
Different Swiss regions have different versions, but my favorite are those made in Basel, hence the name Basler Lekerli. They're made from dark, strong honey, ground almonds, kirsch (an eyewateringly strong cherry brandy), candied orange peel and spices like cloves and nutmeg and cinnamon. You have to age them for several weeks before eating. I've never been able to get the recipe just right, but someday, I will. In the meantime, it's fun trying. They're delicious with black tea, especially if it has a hint of citrus.
I want those.
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For those who haven't tried it, think of something half way between Swiss and Belgian chocolate that takes you straight into heaven at the first bite. They're working on obtaining one of those "protected origin denomination labels"... And man, they deserve it!
Rapa Nui and Mamushcka are great but there´s another brand I don´t remember right now and that´s the best. I will tell because I lived in Bariloche. I tested all those amazing chocolates.
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I've never been able to get the recipe just right, but someday, I will. In the meantime, it's fun trying.
Oh, my, the sound delicious! Please post a recipe in the recipe thread! To us who didn't taste the originals I'm sure it'll work a treat!
-- Edited by Tir Airgid on Tuesday 25th of September 2012 06:19:02 AM
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Is someone going to begin a Recipe Thread embedded here ? Or another Topic ?
I started a recipe thread. Macha put it as a subtopic of the hobbies subforum.
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“Fear is a strange soil. It grows obedience like corn, which grow in straight lines to make weeding easier. But sometimes it grows the potatoes of defiance, which flourish underground.”
It looks like nothing but... it´s a dream of dulce de leche. Tir will understand. Maybe Cary too if you were lucky enough.
When I´m here I miss tropical fruits and Spanish Bellota ham and bagels with cream cheese and Spanish bread and manzanilla wine and ...ugh stop the binge!
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"I´d not prolongued the chewing up, Doc. Nor the being spat out. Not go out a cunt. It´s the dispatch I find inglorious. The whole delusory fucking self importance.". Al Swedgin ;).
It looks like nothing but... it´s a dream of dulce de leche. Tir will understand. Maybe Cary too if you were lucky enough.
When I´m here I miss tropical fruits and Spanish Bellota ham and bagels with cream cheese and Spanish bread and manzanilla wine and ...ugh stop the binge!
LMAO Andrea !!!
I miss cutting stalks of ripened Sugar Cane with chewing and simultaneousely sucking the juice out. This treat
may satisfy anyone into submission and quiets mischeivious youngsters. There were always traveling wagons
that had grinders for the stalks so that a refreshing glass of cane juice could be drank. A fair amount of the
juice was included in my family's baked goods too.
I miss cutting stalks of ripened Sugar Cane with chewing and simultaneousely sucking the juice out. This treat
may satisfy anyone into submission and quiets mischeivious youngsters. There were always traveling wagons
that had grinders for the stalks so that a refreshing glass of cane juice could be drank. A fair amount of the
juice was included in my family's baked goods too.
I´m there with you! when I was a child some guy (a truck driver I guess) used to bring pieces of sugar cane to my grandmother´s house. My cousins and I spent entire afternoons sucking those things while staring into nothingness. So tasty and mesmerizing.
Did you ever chewed a honeycomb (no bees in it) till the last drop? is a journey into childhood for me.
-- Edited by andrea on Wednesday 26th of September 2012 11:59:33 AM
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"I´d not prolongued the chewing up, Doc. Nor the being spat out. Not go out a cunt. It´s the dispatch I find inglorious. The whole delusory fucking self importance.". Al Swedgin ;).
Crabcakes. Must have crabcakes in great profusion every summer when visiting the southern branch of the family H'ghar. With an occasional corndog while walking by the sea, a summer is not complete without crabcakes, corn on the cob, barbecued ribs, and Dairy Queen ice cream. Yum. We used to catch the blue crabs with a net in the shallows when we were kids, catch a bushel full, steam them up, and eat for hours picking at the shells. Now a woman does not have the patience for picking, so has found that crabcakes offer the same desired flavors.
My mom makes the best Crab-cakes, We made them daily for my uncles restaurant in Savannah. Crabs are easy
to catch and plentiful throughout the Southeast. The Southerners liked them served as neat lightly battered or
breaded fish cakes or loaf served with a side of " Hush Puppies " ( a decidedly English faire of fried cornmeal batter
mixed with onions and spices. When I was younger and throughout the Caribbean, people just gathered and
enjoyed steamed crab by the dozens. I could probably east 6-10 on my own by the time I was 10 y/o. The
Hush Puppies of the South remained an enigma to me though. One thing is certain, Corn Meal as an ingredient has travelled far and wide in the world. Hail to the Corn/ Maize !
Love Hush Puppies, yum
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Rhaegar, despite wounding Robert, was struck down with a massive blow from Robert's warhammer, which scattered the rubies encrusted in Rhaegar's armor under the water. Rhaegar died with Lyanna Stark's name on his lips.
Lekerli are what I miss most about my childhood. They're these amazing little Christmas cookies.
Different Swiss regions have different versions, but my favorite are those made in Basel, hence the name Basler Lekerli. They're made from dark, strong honey, ground almonds, kirsch (an eyewateringly strong cherry brandy), candied orange peel and spices like cloves and nutmeg and cinnamon. You have to age them for several weeks before eating. I've never been able to get the recipe just right, but someday, I will. In the meantime, it's fun trying. They're delicious with black tea, especially if it has a hint of citrus.
I want those.
Wow, these look great. You had me at brandy.
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"I´d not prolongued the chewing up, Doc. Nor the being spat out. Not go out a cunt. It´s the dispatch I find inglorious. The whole delusory fucking self importance.". Al Swedgin ;).
I'm not one for cakes and bisquits, and neither were the women in my family, but there was always a wide variety of preserves and sorbet when I was growing up.
I don't know the exact word for this in english, bitter cherries?
There is a wonderful preserve we make here, especially in the northern part of Romania, it's a piece of heaven. Probably my favourite, along with green nuts jam. Not pistachio, I mean nuts which are picked and made into a preserve before they're ripe and turn...woody, for lack of a better term. Oh and fig preserves. My partner's family has a couple of fig trees in their garden so we get treated with a few jars every year.
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Figs are extremely popular in the States , I think it depends on where they are naturally grown.
Figs are native in the Coastal South, where I lived, and allover California. My neighbor decided to finally allow me to clean her tree since the birds tend to make a mess of it. Her tree only yields the dark Purple variety, but the Green ones are simply scrumptious.
They also make a great baking addition , or a treat alongside your favorite cheese and baguette.
I never understood Figs or Pears in Wine sauce, they tend to absorb most of the alcohol and get sugary sweet ( and liquored up ), me don't like . My cousin says it's popular where she lives , outside of Arles. Yick.....
Never tried " Figgy Pudding" though.
Michigan Apples and Cherries are worth bragging about, they are native and miles ahead of other hybrids
grown elsewhere.
California provides most of the Produce for the Nation here, but they simply cannot produce well , certain
products that require different soil type ( even with amendments ). We have a year round growing season
that many States lack. Pineapples are easy to grow, but I prefer the Hawaii ones or impotrs. Peaches
are grown here , but I prefer Georgia Peaches. While in California, I trade peaches for Nectarines.
Aww, I thought of something else I miss, MULBERRIES !!!!!
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There is a wonderful preserve we make here, especially in the northern part of Romania, it's a piece of heaven. Probably my favourite, along with green nuts jam. Not pistachio, I mean nuts which are picked and made into a preserve before they're ripe and turn...woody, for lack of a better term. Oh and fig preserves. My partner's family has a couple of fig trees in their garden so we get treated with a few jars every year.
-- Edited by Macha on Friday 28th of September 2012 09:24:09 AM
I like figs. They are not terribly popular in the U.S. but I like them.
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Rhaegar, despite wounding Robert, was struck down with a massive blow from Robert's warhammer, which scattered the rubies encrusted in Rhaegar's armor under the water. Rhaegar died with Lyanna Stark's name on his lips.
Yum, fresh figs.... Takes me back to childhood. Nothing like it.
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Macha I think is your inner greek who sighs for figs. I have a fig tree (pink figs), quite fussy tree I tell you.
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WildSeed wrote:Aww, I thought of something else I miss, MULBERRIES !!!!!
I love mulberries! I have a few giant mulberry trees, WildSeed. Not as big as your redwoods, obviously, but they're massive for around here. Snd every year, my sister and I make a point of spending time at least one morning every year stuffing ourselves with ripe mulberries until our hands and faces are stained purple. And you should see the birds we get when they start to ripen! All sorts of tanagers, grosbeaks, waxwings, flycatchers and so many more.
WildSeed wrote:Aww, I thought of something else I miss, MULBERRIES !!!!!
I love mulberries! I have a few giant mulberry trees, WildSeed. Not as big as your redwoods, obviously, but they're massive for around here. Snd every year, my sister and I make a point of spending time at least one morning every year stuffing ourselves with ripe mulberries until our hands and faces are stained purple. And you should see the birds we get when they start to ripen! All sorts of tanagers, grosbeaks, waxwings, flycatchers and so many more.
I was taught , years ago, that in the summer when Plumes and other tree bearing fruit ripens, that birds
deliberately toss them to the ground or scatter them about. The theory , based on observation, is that birds
return to the fermenting plum or berries to gorge on like drinking wine ! These smart critters actually fly
High or drunk !. Consider that when they smash into your window . Jeeeze, haven't they heard of "Not
Drinking and Driving" ?
Reminiscing on Georgia Pecans and Peanuts ,folks. As far as bipeds go, we humans have been blessed beyond
reason. Food grows evn unattended , I am humbled by how much we are provided for.
WildSeed wrote:Aww, I thought of something else I miss, MULBERRIES !!!!!
I love mulberries! I have a few giant mulberry trees, WildSeed. Not as big as your redwoods, obviously, but they're massive for around here. Snd every year, my sister and I make a point of spending time at least one morning every year stuffing ourselves with ripe mulberries until our hands and faces are stained purple. And you should see the birds we get when they start to ripen! All sorts of tanagers, grosbeaks, waxwings, flycatchers and so many more.
like mulberries too! Just pick em right off the tree,yum!
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Rhaegar, despite wounding Robert, was struck down with a massive blow from Robert's warhammer, which scattered the rubies encrusted in Rhaegar's armor under the water. Rhaegar died with Lyanna Stark's name on his lips.
I wish I could grow Mulberries on my property w/o the deer attacking the tree. If dwarf varieties are available, I'd look into acquiring one. Can these thrive in Michigan like they do in warmer climates lady Lyanna ?
I am hopelessly addicted to black beans after a summer spent in Costa Rica. I love their earthy flavor. There is nothing better than black beans with tons of garlic and fresh cilantro. That's my kind of comfort food. But I hate the Mexican version of black beans, which is all you can find around here without going to a Brazilian grill. That's why I have some soaking right now.
I wish I could grow Mulberries on my property w/o the deer attacking the tree. If dwarf varieties are available, I'd look into acquiring one. Can these thrive in Michigan like they do in warmer climates lady Lyanna ?
I really couldn't say, Wildseed. We have mulberry (white and black) all over Michigan. I would have to look that up and get back to you on that. I'm not sure if they are indigenous to the mid-west or are in the other parts of the country or not. Will get back to you on that. I just eat them right off the tree. Not in pies or anything, although they might be good in smoothies!
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Mmmmmm. Pastries / Groats / Cheese / Fresh Bread / Sardines / Sugar Cane / Vino 
Just don't spill the Wine or Meade.
that's so sweet!
To us who didn't taste the originals I'm sure it'll work a treat!
is a journey into childhood for me.
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