I cannot tarry today. I must make cornbread dressing for the morrow!
Ash Pith
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59 responses to “Ash Pith”
You keep posting stuff I don’t remember. It may have something to do with age? Mine, not cartoons.
I’ll eschew any comment about ash hauling and merely note that I too am making dressing for tomorrow. Plus the pumpkin bisque. And the bread pudding with whiskey sauce.
Happy Thanksgiving to all, and don’t let this happen to you!
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=A0m_o2gxbsU
I am making cranberry sauce, corn pudding, squash casserole, sweet potatoes and green beans. To meld with Ghost’s culinary contributions. He will help me of course.
Rib Crib is doing the turkey which we pick up today. Now where to find space in fridge?
Ghost and I are eating alone!
Somebody else is doing all that, for a hubby, 2 delightful kids, and others. I’m bringing a couple of varied 6 packs.
Is this close enough?
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Peace,
Just mistakenly posted this at the end of yesterday’s run:
Mark:
‘So long until tomorrow’, your sign off yesterday, used to be Lowell Thomas’s extro at the end of his moderately Republican commentary at 6:45 pm Eastern on WJZ, I think. Sponsor: Blue Sunoco. He lived on Quaker Hill, nr. Pawling, NY, I think before Norman Vincent Peale’s time. Have mentioned here before that Thomas and FDR had amateur baseball teams that played there and at Hyde Park. Saw FDR at QH once; he had ridden there in a LaSalle.
Peace,
Happy Thanksgiving to all in the Village. Thursdays dinner is a big question mark: hotel spread or street food. Eating pizza on 6th Avenue before off to watch the balloons inflated.
I will have a total of 16 people in my little house, grandkids and kids. I have made pumpkin pie and will make fudge shortly. I will roast the turkey slowly starting late tonight. Wife will make the stuffing and mashed potatoes. I will do the sweet potatoes. Then comes 30 minutes of eating after 4 days of prep. There will be a full day of loud then I will spend Friday trying to recover. Chronic pain is just no fun.
No it isn’t Dennis. If no bones stick out and no blood gushes no one thinks it burtd.
Ask for quiet if you feel so bad or go seek peace alone. Seriously.
Love.
When I first encountered pizza in the Village [Greenwich V., to be specific], it had not yet attained its glorious American state. This was maybe ’46-’48, and pizza was essentially flat bread covered w/ tomato sauce, brought upstairs through the metal doors in the sidewalk outside a bakery on Carmine St., SW of Our Lady of Pompeii RC church. Have been on 6th Ave. hundreds of times, and eaten pizza untold times, but never on 6th, if I remember.
First pizzeria in Bemidji was Dave’s Pizza, still in same spot on 15th and Irvine Ave. Was run by Dave and brother Keith, who eventually opened rival Keith’s Pizza. We now have several chain pizzerias, none of them as good. Only one, IMO, that comes close is Papa Murphey’s, which you bake at home. And, of course, the two supermarkets carry a slew of frozen pizzas. Dave’s doesn’t even advertise, but is full F and S evenings. Is now owned by Pete Fenson, of the Fenson rink that won Curling Bronze / Winter Olympics a few times back, and his wife Roxanne. Roxy was a biology undergrad asst. at BSU, a real day-brightener. I think one of their sons won a place on the current Amer. curling rink.
Peace,
emb, growing up in Memphis I found the term “curling” as a sport confusing:
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emb
My first Pizza must have been about 1952/53 up on Amsterdam Ave, in Washington Heights
This was on the Juke Box:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Vc24PJCN8SM
Speal chex does not know Juke Box
Happy Thanksgiving everyone.
Corned Beef & Sauerkraut
Potatoes & Carrots ( cooked w/the Beef)
Brussels Sprouts
Homemade cookies & Cup Cakes.
Dear Old Bear, Your menu sounds good. Wish I could have some. A glorious Thanksgiving to you and to all the Villagers.
Our first pizza was some time in the mid 1940’s. A family friend was a Home Ec teacher. She went to NYC for a summer program at Columbia, I think, and stayed for some weeks. She learned to make Pizza from an Italian neighbor, and showed my mother how when she got back to NH. We used to have friends over for “pizza parties”. Regular bread dough was fitted into pie pans, spread with tomato sauce, then one would have cheese on it, one onion, one sardine; I forget the fourth. Mother shook some black pepper over them; none of us had ever heard of oregano, and the stores didn’t carry it. I bet we had garlic, though. My great grandmother Emma took in boarders and learned about garlic from her Greek and Italian boarders, and we always used it. The pizzas were simple and delicious.
I think the first pizza I ever had was the box pizza from Chef Boyardee . That was in the mid 60’s. The first good pizza was as a freshman in college,1967. Happy Thanksgiving everyone .
Humm…
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First pizza would probably have been plain cheese at the Saratoga restaurant on SE corner of Eliot Avenue and Fresh Pond Road in Queens Co., NY. It is no longer there. I never knew of any varieties aside from plain cheese until I got to college in fall ’57! My first was sometime earlier in the ’50s, likely about 1955. The church softball team sometimes stopped in after a game, and I was in that group.
At college, I met pepperoni and have enjoyed same ever since. Y’all can have the anchovies, onions, green peppers, kohlrabi, and so forth; just let me at the pepperoni and mushrooms and, maybe, bacon (if it is chunks rather than in ultra thin strips)!
Pizza memories. I was deep South and never heard of pizza or hoagies. Got sent to Pennsylvania for boarding school in 1959. Learned about pizza and lots of other sinful things I came to savor.
Since we were not allowed off campus our pizza was delivered by taxi from a local bar. I remember it as the best I have ever eaten. It was never served for meals in the dining room so I never learned the socially correct way to properly eat it.
We folded up slices to keep toppings and cheeses from sliding off as you ate.
First pizza I can recall was from Pasquale’s, an Alabama chain. They were there ahead of Pizza Hut.
Just to hit another food topic, best nachos I ever had were also the first ones. At a little place just off Corry Field in Pensacola, FL when I was in the Navy A School there. Just tortilla chips topped with good cheese and jalapenos and baked till the cheese started to melt.
First pizza chain I frequented was Shakey’s in Memphis. I later found one in Kobe, Japan, but it didn’t last very long once we Americans found it had an all-you-can-eat buffet. Today the closest Shakey’s is an 8-hour drive away in Victorville CA.
House is almost clean and table is set. Bob is supposed to be picking up a highchair from one of his buddies – having a toddler in the house will be a new adventure for us! Apple pie (using apples we picked from our friend’s tree in NC) is done, as are the sweet potatoes. Veggies are chopped for relish tray and to add to rice concoction. Niece is bringing stuffing muffins. Sister-in-law is doing broccoli slaw and carrots; her gentleman friend is making deviled eggs for pre-dinner snacking.
Looks like the temperatures will be cooperating with having folks on the porch (i.e. out of the way) before dinner. We may have rain, which could foil our plan to let the little one run off energy in the back yard.
I’m thankful to have found such a lovely Village to hang out in. Have a wonderful day everyone!
TruckerRon, closest Shakey’s to my hometown was in Birmingham. There was one in Yokosuka which had the buffet too. But you had to be careful what you picked out as one of the toppings was cuttlefish, i e squid. I thought it was mushrooms when I took it, but texture and flavor was not mushroom!
I used to haul ash quite a bit until I finally tired of it and, with effort, quit using the fireplace.
It took a while, but I was finally able to kick ash.
We have a gas fireplace.
For unbelievable pizza go eat on Long Island. Just about anywhere. Do not offer large or extra large. Eat in a neighborhood joint.