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tod
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response 35 of 95:
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Oct 29 17:53 UTC 2003 |
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anderyn
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response 36 of 95:
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Oct 29 18:03 UTC 2003 |
I have an interesting book about various food ingredients, called "Much
Depends on Dinner" by Margaret Visser. It goes into the history and mythology
and much more of several ingredients of a "simple" dinner -- chicken, rice,
corn, salt, olive oil, butter ,lemon, lettuce ,and ice cream. I haven't gotten
to the salt chapter yet (just got it yesterday) but it's fascinating reading
(lemons have a very interesting history, it turns out).
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tod
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response 37 of 95:
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Oct 29 18:17 UTC 2003 |
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jaklumen
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response 38 of 95:
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Oct 29 18:25 UTC 2003 |
resp:28 really?
My mother-in-law and I had a laugh about anchovy pizzas... I think we
decided we'd order one sometime. My memory of the pepperoni/anchovy
pizza was that it wasn't too bad.
resp:29 yeah, on caesar salad, anchovies are good, too.
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happyboy
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response 39 of 95:
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Oct 29 19:30 UTC 2003 |
yeah they're good in salads & sauces, i don't get them on pizza
though, they interfere withj the fatty goodness of the italian
sausage and pepperoni that i like.
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slynne
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response 40 of 95:
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Oct 29 21:10 UTC 2003 |
OH yeah. anchovies interfere with *everything* else on a pizza. They
pretty much have to be the only item.
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tod
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response 41 of 95:
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Oct 29 22:02 UTC 2003 |
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slynne
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response 42 of 95:
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Oct 29 22:23 UTC 2003 |
I stand corrected.
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bhelliom
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response 43 of 95:
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Oct 29 23:15 UTC 2003 |
resp:34 *that* was cool!
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flem
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response 44 of 95:
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Oct 31 18:26 UTC 2003 |
I used to go to a LAN party where they would get what they called the
salt pizza: anchovies and green olives. Worked pretty well together,
but god damn did it give me gas. :)
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janc
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response 45 of 95:
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Nov 2 00:14 UTC 2003 |
Twila - I liked "Much Depends Upon Dinner" too. For further reading, I
recommand Michael Polland's book, "The Botany of Desire", which
discusses all aspects of the history of three plants: Apples, Potatos,
Tulips and Marajuana.
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bru
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response 46 of 95:
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Nov 2 01:02 UTC 2003 |
is marijuana the forth, or have you just been using to much?
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anderyn
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response 47 of 95:
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Nov 2 01:16 UTC 2003 |
I'm currently reading "The Sins of Food", I believe it's called. A friend
loaned it to me.
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gelinas
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response 48 of 95:
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Nov 2 01:18 UTC 2003 |
(The reviews I've read did not mention tulips in _The Botany of Desire_.)
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janc
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response 49 of 95:
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Nov 2 15:11 UTC 2003 |
As it happens, the only non-medicinal drug I've ever used in my life is
alcohol, and I've never used enough of that at a time to get drunk.
However, I must have been using "to" much of something, as I also
misremembered the author's name - it's Michael Pollan. I just went and
pulled the book off the shelf, and no, I did not hallucinate the section
about tulips. It's really there, reviewers be danged.
Personally, I consider this one of the best books written about a very
important and badly neglected topic, that collision of human culture and
nature that we call agriculture. The subject of where tomorrow's dinner
will come from is oddly one that people seem to try to avoid thinking about.
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happyboy
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response 50 of 95:
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Nov 2 18:31 UTC 2003 |
re46: "is marijuana the forth"
i wouldn't accuse him of being high or stupid, if i were you,
stink-o.
lol
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jmsaul
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response 51 of 95:
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Nov 2 23:22 UTC 2003 |
The guy says it's the history of three plants, and then lists four. He can
expect to get a bit of hassle for that.
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anderyn
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response 52 of 95:
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Nov 3 03:01 UTC 2003 |
My book is "In the Devil's Garden", and it's pretty fascinating.
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happyboy
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response 53 of 95:
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Nov 3 08:21 UTC 2003 |
re51: "forth"
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remmers
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response 54 of 95:
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Nov 3 16:39 UTC 2003 |
I'll recommend _The Botany of Desire_ too. The apple section has an
interesting account of what "Johnny Appleseed" (a real person) actually
did. Rather different from the Disney version.
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happyboy
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response 55 of 95:
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Nov 3 17:25 UTC 2003 |
did it involves a stained and greasy trenchcoat?
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remmers
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response 56 of 95:
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Nov 4 12:35 UTC 2003 |
The 19th century equivalent, roughly speaking. Seems that Mr. Appleseed
was in the business of introducing booze (in the form of hard cider) to
the American frontier.
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gelinas
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response 57 of 95:
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Nov 4 13:22 UTC 2003 |
I've also read that he was trying to claim lots and lots of land under the
homestead laws, which required the land to be "cultivated". He could plant
some apple trees, to "cultivate" the land, and then only visit them
occasionally, because they didn't need much (any, really) care.
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gull
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response 58 of 95:
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Nov 4 14:36 UTC 2003 |
Re #56: I like that version much better than the Disney version. But then,
I'm a hard cider fan. ;>
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bru
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response 59 of 95:
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Nov 4 17:37 UTC 2003 |
Johnny Appleseed in real life was one John Chapman, born on September 26,1774
near Leominster, Massachusetts.
When the rich and fertile lands lying south of the Great Lakes and west of
the Ohio river were opened for settlement in the early 1800's, John Chapman
was among the very first to explore the new territory. This was the Northwest
Territory from which the states of Ohio, Michigan, Indiana, and Illinois were
later formed. For nearly half a century Johnny Appleseed roamed his territory.
When settlers arrived, they found John Chapman's young apple trees ready for
sale.
He did all of the work himself, living alone for weeks at a time with only
the Indians and wild animals for companionship. He never carried a gun or
weapon of any kind. He was a deeply religious man who lived by the Golden Rule
and had no fear of man or beast. Indians accepted him as a friend, and he is
reputed to have talked at times to the wild animals who watched him as he
worked in his nurseries.
As he ate no meat, he carried a stewpot or kettle with him. In this he could
gather nuts or berries in season, carry water, get milk from a settler's cow,
boil potatoes, or drop a handful of coarse-ground meal into the boiling water
to make an unpalatable but nourishing meal. He has been pictured wearing such
a pot on his head, but more likely he kept it tied to his pack rather than
let it bounce on his head.
At first, he went back to the cider presses in western Pennsylvania where he
selected good seeds from the discarded apple pressings. He washed the seeds
carefully and packed them in bags for planting the following spring. In later
years, as cider presses were located in the new territory, he gathered his
seeds closer to home.
There is no way to estimate how many millions of seeds he planted in the
hundreds of nurseries he created in the territory lying south of the Great
Lakes and between the Ohio and Mississippi Rivers. This was his service to
mankind.
He had been living near Fort Wayne, Indiana, when word came one March day that
cattle had broken through the brush fence around one of his nurseries some
twenty miles away. Although it was a raw spring day, he set forth immediately
to repair the damage. On his return trip he was stricken with a disease known
as the winter plague. He found shelter with friendly settlers but failed to
survive the attack. He died on March 18, 1845
It has been estimated he owned 1200 acres of orchards at the time of his
death.
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