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Letter from the Editor
Fall
2003
by Tim Counts, editor
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Cheese and Green Pepper Sandwiches
1/2 pound cheese
3 green peppers
Salt
Slices of bread
Remove the seeds and white pith and pass the peppers through
a meat chopper with the cheese, season to taste, and mix
smoothly. Have the bread cut rather thicker than usual
for sandwiches. Spread the cheese paste rather thickly
on one slice of bread and cover with another; press together
firmly and toast over a hot fire.
(From The Rumford Complete Cookbook,
1918)
Dandelions
Gather only the freshly grown plants; best when the dew
is on them. The tenderest leaves make an excellent salad
with Bacon dressing.
The whole plant, after thorough washing, may be boiled
until tender, drained, chopped fine, seasoned with salt,
vinegar and a liberal measure of butter. Those who think
it too bitter may use half spinach or beet, or sorrel,
in which case the dandelion should be partly cooked before
the more succulent plant is added.
It cannot be too well recommended.
(From the Gold Medal Flour Cook Book,
Washburn-Crosby Co., Minneapolis, 1910)
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I have often used this space to pontificate about the beauty,
integrity and, I dare say (with nose in the air), superiority
of all that is historically authentic about bungalows, while
at the same time railing against the depravity of vinyl windows
and siding, white-painted walls and woodwork, and people who
run red lights on metered freeway entrance ramps. (Okay, I haven’t
got to that last one yet, but I will as soon as I find a way
to link it to bungalows.)
Seriously, it’s great fun to use an old house as a jumping-off
point for nostalgia-based hobbies such as collecting, gardening
and decorating, but I doubt that any of us would willingly return
to the daily routines led by the original bungalow dwellers.
Ever notice how people are often nostalgic for eras they never
had to live through?
While we want the look of an historic bungalow, most of us want
today’s lifestyle. That, and more time, more money and
a bigger kitchen. Though society had made great advances in
domestic comforts by the early 20th century, it wasn’t
all feather beds and chintz curtains. Consider some of the realities
of bungalow life.
- Homeowners mowed their yards with push mowers. Actually,
this isn’t a bad idea, but I’m glad I don’t
have to do it.
- Housewives had to run each piece of laundry through a wringer,
then hang it on a line to dry. The line-drying doesn’t
sound like such a chore, but the wringer thing would get old.
- Furnaces had to be stoked with coal, which was a perpetual
task, and they spewed grime everywhere.
- There was no central air conditioning. Yes, I know, some
of you still live without it, but I think you’re crazy.
- Garage doors had to be opened manually.
- People had to buy a big block of ice every few days to keep
food cold.
Speaking of food, that’s another area few of us would
want to fully re-create with historic accuracy. While we still
eat many dishes that were common in the ‘teens and ‘twenties,
others now seem rather odd (see recipes below). And when it
came to vegetables and salads, it was slim pickings. The “Vegetables”
section of Good Things to Eat And How To Prepare Them,
published in 1909, lists 20 recipes, but fewer than half of
them contain what we now consider vegetables. The rest are preparations
for macaroni, egg noodles, rice, griddle cakes and Yorkshire
pudding, all of which contain generous portions of cream, butter
or lard.
When it came to salads, mayonnaise (which consists mainly of
oil and egg yolks) apparently ruled. In the same cookbook, recipes
for Oyster Salad, Sardine Salad, Veal Salad, Tongue Salad, Tomato
Salad, Banana Salad and Orange Salad consist primarily of the
main ingredient topped with—you guessed it—mayonnaise.
Me, I’ll keep my vintage 1930s refrigerator in my vintage
kitchen, even though it means that especially perishable foods
must be carried to the new refrigerator in the basement, which
stays more consistently cool. But I’ll keep my oranges
in the old Frigidaire upstairs, and tomorrow morning I’ll
eat one with breakfast—without the mayonnaise.
––Tim Counts, editor
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