[Rhodes22-list] why City folk Shouldn't move to the Country

[elle]

My maternal grandfather settled in the coal regions of PA several years after entering the US in the Great Migration at the turn of the century.

He hunted (for sustenance, not sport) deer and various other animals that eventually found their way onto the dinner table.

I remember seeing Nono (Italian for 'grandfather') come into the car shed (calling it a garage would upgrade it) wirh a string of prey..rabbits & I could swear that at one time I saw snakes...but couldn't swear to it...

Anyhow, at the dinner table , we would be exhorted to eat the 'pot roast' or 'chicken'. Somehow the events in the garage never connected to the wingless 'chicken' with many legs that was on the dinner platter.

Someday I'll tell you how I was emotionally scarred by watching my grandmother wring the necks of pigeons that again magically transformed themselves into chicken for the table.

No wonder my Nonny was such a fantastic cook...she took whatever they had and made it into something that today people pay big $$$ for....

Polenta (cornmeal) was often the only thing they had....we'd eat it sitting around the big wooden board...some tomato sauce on top...a feast. They called it peasant food...nowadays it is on the menu of very chi-chi Italian restaurants.


elle



We can't change the angle of the wind....but we can adjust our sails.

1992 Rhodes 22   Recyc '06  "WaterMusic"   (Lady in Red)


--- On Tue, 11/18/08, Joe Babb <joe.babb at comcast.net> wrote:

> From: Joe Babb <joe.babb at comcast.net>
> Subject: [Rhodes22-list]  why City folk Shouldn't move to the Country
> To: rhodes22-list at rhodes22.org
> Date: Tuesday, November 18, 2008, 8:34 AM
> Hi Caesar,
> Cool.  It's interesting to know the name of animals
> like the possum in 
> other languages.
> A racoon is tanuki in Japanese (hopefully I got the
> spelling right).
> 
> We never ate possum.  I think my Mom probably looked upon
> them as 
> 'dirty'.  They caused us
> problems in East Tennessee because they would sneak into
> the chicken 
> house at night and eat eggs
> or even a chicken if they could get away with it.  We had
> to remember to 
> close up the hen house
> every night.
> 
> My wife, Sharon, grew up in Vermont.  She tells a story
> about a New York 
> hunter who brought
> in a small cow to the weigh station one time bragging about
> the "deer" 
> he had shot.  The judge
> was not pleased and told him he was not welcome to hunt in
> Vermont 
> anymore.  Yet another
> reason why City folk should not move to the country. 
> *grin*
> 
> Joe
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