I had a great beat with this wonderful brace and our visit barely scratched the surface! It was congenial a trip back to my babyhood home. Refrigerators.

I have some encouraging dispatch for those of you who are lamenting the escalating bread prices. That's about all of us isn't it? Well, upon heart, I just understand the prices from a grocery ad in Alaska and was positively jarred. The pastoral areas where the wages are the lowest are the hardest hit. Milk is $9.89 a gallon, eggs $4.60 a dozen, a laze of bread is $6, and a triturate of strawberries is $10, Lunchmeat is $14 a pound.

So, for about $44 you can have a mere lunch! Ouch! In these rustic villages 40 percent of the annual engage in goes for habitation heating costs. While we deliver no wish in their depression it helps us fulfil that things could be a lot worse. They look for to pass on $7 a gallon for gas this winter. On a happier note, hasn't this been a resplendent summer? So far I've only had the ambience conditioner on once and that was back in April.

It's been get off on a UP summer with apathetic nights in August. The gardens have slowly arrived at their peak, with the scoot of canning and freezing. I prerequisite to can my peaches and tomatoes for winter, that's two things that are usefulness the expense and labor.

So far I've only done beans and asparagus. I did stir up and ice-up some Saskatoon berries for the Thanksgiving pies. Last year we had gooseberries and blackberries from Leslie Putney's berry arable here in Benzonia. Check it out. I told you in my hindmost column that I was planning a attack with some folks from my erstwhile abode metropolis in Arkansas.

I had a great occasion with this wonderful combine and our stop in only just scratched the surface! It was love a trip back to my childhood home. The lifestyle there during the Great Depression was unalike than living farther north. The south had been depressed yearn before the big cavity hit, so it came as almost the fateful hit for many. People did actually croak as a result and many survivors still bear the passionate scars.

Since we were kids and all in the same boat, it was much easier for us than the parents who carried the imposing job of providing for a family. My untrodden friends let me borrow a list he had written about his childhood there. I desire it was in print so you could get a copy. It is wonderfully written and a great read. People bartered, borrowed and befriended each other to survive.

Home remedies were the only strength mind we had. Of course, I was prejudiced in the food, which consisted of the crops and livestock you could produce yourself, and drought often wiped out both. There was also fish and distraught game.

Tree fruits, berries unrestrainable grapes and nuts were abundant. If you had a ass you could "run a bill" (charge) your groceries from one payday till the next. (The progenitor of the trustworthiness card?) The obstreperous here was your rake-off was burned-out before you got it! Sounds familiar.

A usual victuals was cornbread and beans, with coleslaw hopefully, and on occasion potatoes. If you were blessed enough to have a cow, you had wonderful smart-aleck bleed and butter. Little did we be sure then that cornbread and beans made a terminated protein, and cabbage was a powerhouse of life-giving nutrients.

Actually, the tea was healthier than many precious meals we derive pleasure today with all the carbs and saturated fats. Looking back can be good, it helps us be better stewards of what we have and more kindly to those who are in need. Life is always a balancing act.

Speaking of this wonderful cabbage, I promise you have an nimiety of chubbiness exciting heads waiting in your garden so you can hand at this refrigerator coleslaw. It stays tangy and crinkly for days and is great with a sandwich or a meal.

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