Subj : Al K. Haul [1] To : Dave Drum From : Ruth Haffly Date : Tue Jan 02 2024 14:19:34 Hi Dave, RH> The bitterness of the hops is the why we don't like it and wouldn't use RH> it for cooking. I've seen a lot of recipies that look good until I RH> start reading the ingredients listing. When I see beer, ale or stout RH> listed, I'll think "well, it looked good until I saw.....". DD> It sort-of depends on the beer. Some beers are "hoppier" than others. DD> Budweiser is sweeter than bitter, for example. And Coors has little DD> flavour at all. And bitter works in many recipes. It is, after all one DD> of the basic "tastes". Sweet, sour, salty, bitter, and that Japanese DD> favourite 'umami'. We still wson't buy/drink it. DD> I usually don't have room in the ice box for stuff that should be in DD> there. Or the freezer. Mostly because Dennis is a pack-rat. I'm not DD> scheduled to work next Tuesday so there's going to be a big clear-out DD> to the bare shelves - which will get washed and spiffed up. All DD> science experiments and "what is this?" item will be binned, etc. RH> Sounds like a good idea. We've probably got some stuff in our fridge RH> that should find a new home in the trash can. DD> I'm going to do it the evening before trash day so it doesn't have DD> time to take over the wheelie bin. Or attract raccooons, tree rats and DD> opossums. Sounds good; our trash day is Friday but because of the holiday, pushed to Saturday again this week. I've done the "clean out the fridge" thing the night before also. DD> 8<----- EDIT -----.8 RH> Town I grew up in was well settled by (mostly) Scotch-Irish long before RH> my parents moved there. Farming was mostly dairy but from what I've RH> read, there was a time when cauliflower was a big cash crop in the RH> area. DD> Most farms these days are strictly "ca$h grain" and the farmers shop DD> at stupormarkups. Our family farm rotated crops between corn, DD> soybeans, DD> wheat, oats, alfalfa, rye and sorghum (a relative of corn). And we had DD> a small orchard with apples, peaches, apricots and paw-paw trees. The DD> orchard and the acre+ "truck" garden were bordered by blackberry and DD> raspberry brambles. And there was a strawberry bed at the top of the DD> garden. My dad planted a couple of gardens for family eating. Mom canned a lot, then got a freezer in 1973. Dad usually put in rhubarb, sweet corn, lettuce, beets, carrots, yellow wax beans and tomatoes when I was growing up, later added brussels sprouts and a couple of other veggies. He had a small (6?) vines for grapes, on the property also had a couple of apple trees and a pear tree. Neighbor's property had blackberry bushes we had free picking on, strawberries were wild (but not abundant) on both properties. DD> I was told by a friend (and fellow chilli cook) who had been a cook on DD> transcontinental trains that the small bottles served two (or more) DD> purposes. Inventory was easier - and it made it harder for an DD> unscrupulous attendant/bartender to deplete the stock by nipping at DD> the bottle. And since the bottles contained about a "jigger/shot" of DD> booze, measurement was simple. RH> Sounds like a win-win all the way around (except for the unscrupulous RH> folks). We had our first meal on a train this past spring on our trip RH> to Denali from Whittier, Alaska. We were seated so that we could see a RH> bit of the kitchen as waiters came in/went out; from what we could see, RH> it was very tight working space. The menu we were offered was very RH> limited, looked like very minimal cooking was actually done on the RH> train except maybe the salmon chowder. The rest of the hot offerings RH> were probably just microwaved. DD> Railroad dining car galleys are, of necessity, very tight quarters. DD> And they put out some amazing dishes. Airlines, OTOH, use pre-made, DD> nuked DD> to serving temperature dishes for their in-flight offerings. If you've DD> eaten airline food you'll know it's all lowest common denominator DD> stuff. I've had airline food, think the last regular meal we had was coming back from Berlin in 1992. DD> My first railroad meal was on the Rock Island Twin Cities Rocket and I DD> was 14 years old. Roast Duckling w/Orange Sauce. I managed to get more DD> of it in me than on me. Bv)= That's commendable. (G) --- Catch you later, Ruth rchaffly{at}earthlink{dot}net FIDO 1:396/45.28 .... OH NO! Not ANOTHER learning experience! --- PPoint 3.01 * Origin: Sew! That's My Point (1:396/45.28) .