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Tea Bowls

<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimVO7506AWUkj1ELSX2gBBHoi1KARqPVE7dDnqVntDR5-kwgKzHDw0s9OSXLXjoGgdqpWXBCRq3uByqgtJZ6nD7JTlVsZyg5Z8y5JbjKqi1D4W5yCSTE1lx04qpdVf36sy12M_ggDxDm5k/s1600/ueno5.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681048686346074642" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimVO7506AWUkj1ELSX2gBBHoi1KARqPVE7dDnqVntDR5-kwgKzHDw0s9OSXLXjoGgdqpWXBCRq3uByqgtJZ6nD7JTlVsZyg5Z8y5JbjKqi1D4W5yCSTE1lx04qpdVf36sy12M_ggDxDm5k/s400/ueno5.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 369px;" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_-0biZKAqoLZS7LV36KrhhWpCbvGTTMmXVrkLfG8avSHyaWHwgvASp3Alzo4fO2jXT8rV3qMob8VN5SBpJ902ZQ7tOZsUREV-y5XVUvkxNeOzCVQP6wgukxP0EbiWPdz_HfnE3IBA1YIa/s1600/ueno.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681046337404999602" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_-0biZKAqoLZS7LV36KrhhWpCbvGTTMmXVrkLfG8avSHyaWHwgvASp3Alzo4fO2jXT8rV3qMob8VN5SBpJ902ZQ7tOZsUREV-y5XVUvkxNeOzCVQP6wgukxP0EbiWPdz_HfnE3IBA1YIa/s400/ueno.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 308px;" /></a>Several collections of tea ceremony items appear in the Tokyo National Museum which I visited this morning. Tea ceremony items are also depicted on other works such as on one sword hilt in the room of swords and sword accessories. The first bowl above is so famous that it has a name: "Hashihime" -- it is Mino ware, and dates from the 16th or 17th century. The second tea bowl is Takatori ware from the 17th century.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjL-SIYG2XZO3iQUS2uEKCx8xwZRcQwO4hqwQInSKjwlqvKf5YhGYRJ-q5jT1qLtx4NCz5k4Hr496z7f4k1elMviaxEiyhcoRDfPzFU1G2xL109QbEWv-IcAfPtyYG_eW8-wiipos3rQd1e/s1600/ueno4.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681046896906829682" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjL-SIYG2XZO3iQUS2uEKCx8xwZRcQwO4hqwQInSKjwlqvKf5YhGYRJ-q5jT1qLtx4NCz5k4Hr496z7f4k1elMviaxEiyhcoRDfPzFU1G2xL109QbEWv-IcAfPtyYG_eW8-wiipos3rQd1e/s400/ueno4.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" /></a><br />Above: a 17th century Oribe square tea plate glazed in two different ways.

Tea Bowls

Several collections of tea ceremony items appear in the Tokyo National Museum which I visited this morning. Tea ceremony items are also depicted on other works such as on one sword hilt in the room of swords and sword accessories. The first bowl above is so famous that it has a name: "Hashihime" -- …

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30Nov2011

Finally, Pie

First, add whipped cream:<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjN_Z-lpaGOH5j1vqvyhC409g8WUuDVAkglPhc2wRmfPilLwhoN6M2_P6MkjIlrUdvW9HfpTZZwAMPQOjq4pnW6j0jhnRGhzv9uQjPNBxyS4vpVyAkFewfDKSZG9jJ9TzRYH_Ej9iTfRuOW/s1600/pie1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678737480734445602" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjN_Z-lpaGOH5j1vqvyhC409g8WUuDVAkglPhc2wRmfPilLwhoN6M2_P6MkjIlrUdvW9HfpTZZwAMPQOjq4pnW6j0jhnRGhzv9uQjPNBxyS4vpVyAkFewfDKSZG9jJ9TzRYH_Ej9iTfRuOW/s400/pie1.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 304px;" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOPbcAXlsSBFqa8-JoMvhbjBC7gHETaSNKzJ-Ji4MogtWvC4hWfg_zSvKul5Wx25A_ZshHbFwvEVgBikIuvJ3zpnpezS3eQUeqIHh9GA8Il4F9kqFi3iXydqxSzAbeoBFqREzfjfBQtt5E/s1600/pie2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678737486606692114" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOPbcAXlsSBFqa8-JoMvhbjBC7gHETaSNKzJ-Ji4MogtWvC4hWfg_zSvKul5Wx25A_ZshHbFwvEVgBikIuvJ3zpnpezS3eQUeqIHh9GA8Il4F9kqFi3iXydqxSzAbeoBFqREzfjfBQtt5E/s400/pie2.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 316px;" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOMDe2ly_dwHIVe-HuruIgjCGeMvAJrh2-Whw_G1d6GWRtBnwpstvL6FN59KG7wt3oNEwbZh2SoWDu2UqRRtIZpw3enQ5Io6FoOZvKZQ0KLTlfFJP7vJi4fEKZGcZR5Wf5l1a1nC7KiMlm/s1600/pie0.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678737496670914786" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOMDe2ly_dwHIVe-HuruIgjCGeMvAJrh2-Whw_G1d6GWRtBnwpstvL6FN59KG7wt3oNEwbZh2SoWDu2UqRRtIZpw3enQ5Io6FoOZvKZQ0KLTlfFJP7vJi4fEKZGcZR5Wf5l1a1nC7KiMlm/s400/pie0.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 265px;" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifVYiNeWzJE9HkPN68Yvk8LjA2x2frKs_GyuElYxfJ1MlBHFmVnQpkWc1wvgWA26z3fSVPHxyBf91bLnmsT2-EY0EuXZ-77QN6FtihLBJzPz6noRTHGcfxjbIZ_GcbjqQR6JF2ZmRlCsuL/s1600/pie.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678737524528936146" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifVYiNeWzJE9HkPN68Yvk8LjA2x2frKs_GyuElYxfJ1MlBHFmVnQpkWc1wvgWA26z3fSVPHxyBf91bLnmsT2-EY0EuXZ-77QN6FtihLBJzPz6noRTHGcfxjbIZ_GcbjqQR6JF2ZmRlCsuL/s400/pie.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 265px;" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Everyone together</div>

Finally, Pie

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24Nov2011

Waiting for Pi(e)

Waiting for Pi(e)

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24Nov2011

Dinner

<div style="text-align: center;">Four kinds of chutney (cranberry, plum and mango-cranberry) and regular cranberry sauce, along with other traditional food --</div><div><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKkw5tQNXPaRTky8E6amP-kgwTsiOyVD8emE3J0b5fOyAmKaTVVurKSktG9sTWkfjEbNiy1yK_NjCYw1gbNBE1Sdk4InXV1wWLVpKsDGVeWiCDOf3z6ORyN-VJl8B-d6Qf99wpfDNkY-v8/s1600/turkey6.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678704042438435698" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKkw5tQNXPaRTky8E6amP-kgwTsiOyVD8emE3J0b5fOyAmKaTVVurKSktG9sTWkfjEbNiy1yK_NjCYw1gbNBE1Sdk4InXV1wWLVpKsDGVeWiCDOf3z6ORyN-VJl8B-d6Qf99wpfDNkY-v8/s400/turkey6.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 276px;" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">The set table --</div><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhulTWFLLKftCPe9G-prglYOOBMpWdt2oNzXoTXEBCW3koS2s4eX4Oh_DBeC-kfC5XUERY13W1XPM0_Y5kjdp2SwHITV_vfHGYi23mhVx7hn-SaBtio3Obmb3KG8Cy5k351SYn_lJl_onqK/s1600/turkey8.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678704033018140066" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhulTWFLLKftCPe9G-prglYOOBMpWdt2oNzXoTXEBCW3koS2s4eX4Oh_DBeC-kfC5XUERY13W1XPM0_Y5kjdp2SwHITV_vfHGYi23mhVx7hn-SaBtio3Obmb3KG8Cy5k351SYn_lJl_onqK/s400/turkey8.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Ready to eat --</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhy1FuPjnnbtgk7UC4VJAvnrcL-KuR5CAaRp9F1NhH1LoSDsaTTUxUxJQ3rkWEz8CenFLwPCVBVz7bzhfJsB926FIqg00EJHnf3cNFcqtY2n1-hKd8Yv8IOr9hYoSmKCnSsAvw7YBcR51ge/s1600/turkey7.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678704050802496034" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhy1FuPjnnbtgk7UC4VJAvnrcL-KuR5CAaRp9F1NhH1LoSDsaTTUxUxJQ3rkWEz8CenFLwPCVBVz7bzhfJsB926FIqg00EJHnf3cNFcqtY2n1-hKd8Yv8IOr9hYoSmKCnSsAvw7YBcR51ge/s400/turkey7.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" /></a></div>

Dinner

Four kinds of chutney (cranberry, plum and mango-cranberry) and regular cranberry sauce, along with other traditional food --The set table --Ready to eat --…

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24Nov2011

Chocolate Pie

<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQ37Ln7YFqMLHrwtQZC-Y9novjvztesdxeHhMC_cDuut1oEeel9cuEWxx0RfniQslIu9HnXLGuhbWAKk-tBPnOyDp047D9TkQQ8TLqTxayuCqKEPb0BHZSRcmFEWeudu5UnVxuQXI2pg0A/s1600/chocpie0.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678648532352835026" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQ37Ln7YFqMLHrwtQZC-Y9novjvztesdxeHhMC_cDuut1oEeel9cuEWxx0RfniQslIu9HnXLGuhbWAKk-tBPnOyDp047D9TkQQ8TLqTxayuCqKEPb0BHZSRcmFEWeudu5UnVxuQXI2pg0A/s400/chocpie0.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiws6P1I8J8cB-M1D0uQtdyv1kRJgpGT_uCfzpQUxCN-L3DVnpdzznV-1DtCvrhOSiN-7e4DO_4Dibi1vNI_g9OO-PVuCH_nsZtxuePpOhE3DCEX7Q-YZ7lGHjKJdXKu7UWeeP8pb-BU5T8/s1600/chocpie2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678648526234851858" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiws6P1I8J8cB-M1D0uQtdyv1kRJgpGT_uCfzpQUxCN-L3DVnpdzznV-1DtCvrhOSiN-7e4DO_4Dibi1vNI_g9OO-PVuCH_nsZtxuePpOhE3DCEX7Q-YZ7lGHjKJdXKu7UWeeP8pb-BU5T8/s400/chocpie2.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjC3sur_rMdjthLpnvvaDPxzbaiQuDyWPqSdMFVtr4QbhNai7e2pMVaT9jpXPN_jip8rChkdQ-Zx74y_1dEcatsZuxwYxPuuTaOC3uB73S6qaPevh_HbeZCOen2DmKOaMg5kVmmkSpGvhvo/s1600/chocpie3.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678648508710971474" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjC3sur_rMdjthLpnvvaDPxzbaiQuDyWPqSdMFVtr4QbhNai7e2pMVaT9jpXPN_jip8rChkdQ-Zx74y_1dEcatsZuxwYxPuuTaOC3uB73S6qaPevh_HbeZCOen2DmKOaMg5kVmmkSpGvhvo/s400/chocpie3.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQKr6SYBd_BT0RpRh_Tfy36859ohJ4JT8h1rWfp71Z8MKXOegiarN3VoCemuJxJBtKmxKgryUI4HTJSDq4hkbhxpQLxKp6bPYpz4f125w0QAe5p6inJd_p4BjJHUI07XHZcefQvuFr-pS6/s1600/chocpie1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678648506969791522" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQKr6SYBd_BT0RpRh_Tfy36859ohJ4JT8h1rWfp71Z8MKXOegiarN3VoCemuJxJBtKmxKgryUI4HTJSDq4hkbhxpQLxKp6bPYpz4f125w0QAe5p6inJd_p4BjJHUI07XHZcefQvuFr-pS6/s400/chocpie1.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 258px;" /></a><br /><div>Note: apple pies were made yesterday. Banana cream pie was made later.</div>

Chocolate Pie

Note: apple pies were made yesterday. Banana cream pie was made later.…

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24Nov2011

Peeling Potatoes

Peeling Potatoes

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24Nov2011

Turkey Prep

<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiznQSvHXcIMKQkYINLB2ahdStpHRIYfCSPDzZSe9U3veSvL7G5oF72NaHvi9BVwSKoxCAmv7jcFGh3nkSEUMLVKISwPfcGkVJ_TXY09TUwYMlGWBDsKCsXZq6lXl7zqIb4omvnQpf29-Q4/s1600/turkey1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678595907994185266" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiznQSvHXcIMKQkYINLB2ahdStpHRIYfCSPDzZSe9U3veSvL7G5oF72NaHvi9BVwSKoxCAmv7jcFGh3nkSEUMLVKISwPfcGkVJ_TXY09TUwYMlGWBDsKCsXZq6lXl7zqIb4omvnQpf29-Q4/s400/turkey1.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Bread, apple, onion, fresh sage .... chopped by Alice and Elaine.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggiQCn4hiP6wwrU33ytWCKYBbrxXPkln8WX7q67rW28yA4ecCyBvh14HM8gOlD1GIbAY_EpeM_z2YA7NrU8fAv5GFXbH0f8Bgza2N4nzSMfXuhKIwfRqCv2k5HONN2VkSsvqzPAJx3cfwg/s1600/turkey2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678595904122741138" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggiQCn4hiP6wwrU33ytWCKYBbrxXPkln8WX7q67rW28yA4ecCyBvh14HM8gOlD1GIbAY_EpeM_z2YA7NrU8fAv5GFXbH0f8Bgza2N4nzSMfXuhKIwfRqCv2k5HONN2VkSsvqzPAJx3cfwg/s400/turkey2.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Adding eggs and stock, then stuffing the bird --</div><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9aPNoNHeEduF2BCaQFqRzVK_486jStaIS3-Bdj6r5-Q2w5OjzWbmLv3nC3w-4sZ845a1PvibAc0GMM83ikrDIfj8inuW_ZCcWfSMfEwwKG-Ej2BpWXpPbFEEwKIDqBGRcp0lArjtbD9RM/s1600/turkey5.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678596748312006738" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9aPNoNHeEduF2BCaQFqRzVK_486jStaIS3-Bdj6r5-Q2w5OjzWbmLv3nC3w-4sZ845a1PvibAc0GMM83ikrDIfj8inuW_ZCcWfSMfEwwKG-Ej2BpWXpPbFEEwKIDqBGRcp0lArjtbD9RM/s400/turkey5.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" /></a><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8QJ-gpZwZLINuze4tmNVXh6KjADo_ObAWerqStIdZLUg0tRLlhy3VkzrxBPEhkwW0D1tEaMwzE8ioq77XXZF8qXzhYBW3L1wPpSxVTHwwF_mjVZkphCohhax-T7apZOpwCOoNedizQFD6/s1600/turkey3.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678595884735288610" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8QJ-gpZwZLINuze4tmNVXh6KjADo_ObAWerqStIdZLUg0tRLlhy3VkzrxBPEhkwW0D1tEaMwzE8ioq77XXZF8qXzhYBW3L1wPpSxVTHwwF_mjVZkphCohhax-T7apZOpwCOoNedizQFD6/s400/turkey3.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><br />More prep, and meanwhile:</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOH2r2dqkNGWmkqdPxD0tuPHJnlkniAONdmysnH3q1uGpQX54Yqt8_HZxWLVNMrWQEmeE2r_AfmizMdHI1BT_FLnDklqaxSNgzQw19tBEC4IgMCJsQ0ZNc7C_N8lTD7fQ5DDVbhd8Kqc8c/s1600/turkey4.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678595878539975794" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOH2r2dqkNGWmkqdPxD0tuPHJnlkniAONdmysnH3q1uGpQX54Yqt8_HZxWLVNMrWQEmeE2r_AfmizMdHI1BT_FLnDklqaxSNgzQw19tBEC4IgMCJsQ0ZNc7C_N8lTD7fQ5DDVbhd8Kqc8c/s400/turkey4.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 319px;" /></a>

Turkey Prep

Bread, apple, onion, fresh sage .... chopped by Alice and Elaine.Adding eggs and stock, then stuffing the bird --More prep, and meanwhile:…

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24Nov2011

Thanksgiving Aprons

Thanksgiving Aprons

Here we are: Elaine and I, starting on Thanksgiving Dinner at Aparna's house in our new aprons. Thank you, Kappu!…

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24Nov2011

" My Russian Grandmother and Her American Vacuum Cleaner"

<span style="font-style:italic;">My Russian Grandmother and Her American Vacuum Cleaner: A Family Memoir</span> by Meir Shalev is a delicious depiction of Moshav Nahalal in the Jezreel Valley in northern Israel. A moshav is a type of collective farm that's far less communal than a kibbutz. The early Israeli pioneers who preferred to live in separate homes for individual families frequently chose life on a moshav instead of the demanding shared kibbutz life. Nahalal was one of the first, perhaps the very first, moshav, founded by Russian Jews in the 1920s. In the course of his memoir, Shalev depicts life on the moshav throughout its history, and even provides background about the Russian villages where the founders came from.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrs5YbnCqC-4BTQza82vGc-DWPlwvy12hPfYlVBy_9XHcQ8vzyHp16no5wWBWxPR2D4adi52nOburV9XfgXNyu6wzwQEyQYUPKyQybsUU6DErog8oKL_sKqEc4O1aPiqVJ1Vy5AWUYjC6x/s1600/cemetery.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677271699658076754" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrs5YbnCqC-4BTQza82vGc-DWPlwvy12hPfYlVBy_9XHcQ8vzyHp16no5wWBWxPR2D4adi52nOburV9XfgXNyu6wzwQEyQYUPKyQybsUU6DErog8oKL_sKqEc4O1aPiqVJ1Vy5AWUYjC6x/s400/cemetery.jpg" style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" /></a>I especially enjoyed Shalev's memoir because I've visited the Moshav and met some of the present-day inhabitants. I was even given a tour of the cemetery where his parents are buried: a location that figures in several scenes in his memoir. At right is a photo that I took  on that visit.<br /><br />For our visit, we drove on the most recently built tollway from our temporary apartment in Rehovot up to Nahalal. In contrast, Shalev's earliest childhood trips to Nahalal in the 1950s were via the milk tanker that delivered milk from the moshav's cows to the dairy in Jerusalem. Though his grandparents were founders of the moshav, his mother had moved to Jerusalem where his father was a teacher and a poet, so the milk-truck driver would take him back to visit his grandmother and other relatives. Later, he traveled by train, a long and complicated route. His descriptions of train travel are vivid and amusing, right down to the sandwiches with tomato but with the salt packed separately so that the tomatoes wouldn't get mushy and to the last few miles when he and his mother and sisters would travel by horse-drawn cart.<br /><br />Here's my favorite passage about a story his grandfather told about life before going to Israel:<div></div><blockquote><div>"In the shop that his family had 'back there' in Makarov, in Ukraine, 'we sold products for the body, products for the soul, and products for between the two.' When I asked him what he meant by that, he explained. 'Products for the body were axes and hoes and boots for the Ukrainian farmers. Products for the soul were tallises, tefillin, and prayer books for the Jews.'</div><div><br /></div><div>"Then he fell silent and stared at me in order to get me to ask what the products in betwen the two were.</div><div><br /></div><div>'"Grandpa,' I said, 'and what were the products in between the two?'</div><div>"In between the two," he chuckled, 'is <i>selyodka,</i> herring. It's for both the body and the soul.'"</div></blockquote>

" My Russian Grandmother and Her American Vacuum Cleaner"

My Russian Grandmother and Her American Vacuum Cleaner: A Family Memoir by Meir Shalev is a delicious depiction of Moshav Nahalal in the Jezreel Valley in northern Israel. A moshav is a type of collective farm that's far less communal than a kibbutz. The early Israeli pioneers who preferred to live …

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20Nov2011

Happy Birthday Adam

<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCL3OG4Gnd8V9ioINOjwHMYNc7Yz2b6mvHx47h66z_yMbVPVYaJZEa0tcYxBJhahjFmmf7ub7tbiuN2m9zDTbPZ1V-w6u11Id9yVP9bb-zkcdcOoWB-WlwtCnrrjAipQPJ_wlX7QsjgWgx/s1600/adam7970.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674117222853885202" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCL3OG4Gnd8V9ioINOjwHMYNc7Yz2b6mvHx47h66z_yMbVPVYaJZEa0tcYxBJhahjFmmf7ub7tbiuN2m9zDTbPZ1V-w6u11Id9yVP9bb-zkcdcOoWB-WlwtCnrrjAipQPJ_wlX7QsjgWgx/s400/adam7970.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghA00kzjDHV0zWePlUwgNg_nWVauX7ao8rer6O23elnaCBL2do33FaZpbyli6S7BZaetbdGBRjCKsXazotw3KwWOm6OFxBMQIJMCyedX_QY87-tHl_jHWoNK8aLH0dGeY4-96ZilMTW7b_/s1600/adam7971.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674117225120200402" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghA00kzjDHV0zWePlUwgNg_nWVauX7ao8rer6O23elnaCBL2do33FaZpbyli6S7BZaetbdGBRjCKsXazotw3KwWOm6OFxBMQIJMCyedX_QY87-tHl_jHWoNK8aLH0dGeY4-96ZilMTW7b_/s400/adam7971.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 251px;" /></a>On 11-11-11, Adam turns 25. Happy Birthday!

Happy Birthday Adam

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12Nov2011

A Strange Burst of Efficiency

<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZrl2-B6kEWbX8kWlM8n8fO8FmYnBMf0A7wRh_ZmP1h4TZRH_IWSihhBAwx5Ady0Jhw6_KwyNkaCAFEd9f1J0rKehL2CZTQDQR1rYiwiUltSgq13YEi2hbJZ9Rk6HikzElYJaQRv9hj1zf/s1600/meatballs7964.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673172330044784962" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZrl2-B6kEWbX8kWlM8n8fO8FmYnBMf0A7wRh_ZmP1h4TZRH_IWSihhBAwx5Ady0Jhw6_KwyNkaCAFEd9f1J0rKehL2CZTQDQR1rYiwiUltSgq13YEi2hbJZ9Rk6HikzElYJaQRv9hj1zf/s400/meatballs7964.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" /></a>Sometimes I buy frozen packages of meatballs from Trader Joe's, but today I decided to make a whole lot of meatballs and freeze some. This is very unusual for me! My freezer is usually full of convenience food, bread, and ice packs of various sorts. (We threw out the 8 year old rolls of photo film when we installed our new refrigerator last month.)<div><br /></div><div>For my meatballs, I used 2 lb. of grass-fed ground beef (the leanest) and a pound of whatever ecologically green ground pork Whole Foods had to offer. As a result, I did not spend less per meatball than at TJ's. But that's not what was driving me, anyway. I wanted to have some home-made meatballs in the freezer. <div><br /></div><div>Above you can see one of the 2 trays of meat balls before I put them in the oven. And below, the still steaming meatballs just as they came out. This was the tray that went into 2 freezer boxes:<br /><div><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj30OLHDG25fbHaZzZuOiya9ajAXWm23xlARXYWiamEdp91KYSV5nE5GFoYX6joYUYx57c6RC6xZAffEdhvcyeYZv0zEBMHBD6bkCaKII8URuO8l_nmpgYvGp6CunhGHMNdIvHdPrWwVYR-/s1600/meatballs7966.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673172328652449042" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj30OLHDG25fbHaZzZuOiya9ajAXWm23xlARXYWiamEdp91KYSV5nE5GFoYX6joYUYx57c6RC6xZAffEdhvcyeYZv0zEBMHBD6bkCaKII8URuO8l_nmpgYvGp6CunhGHMNdIvHdPrWwVYR-/s400/meatballs7966.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" /></a><br />For dinner, I simmered the other tray of baked meatballs in some tomato sauce (this was from Trader Joe's but I added a dash of sugar and balsamic vinegar to it). We ate around half of it for dinner; I thought it was good:</div><div><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXkQV3Ank5feohcMLaGAC9XGhIC6EM85ooNKUOcr767H0vXXJkx-F1tB7eSGEuA5roXl8RQPzN-opf8_Z8cgnVws24V1sWK4_zI6jhjqzUjchyYWUgTiCV4yvZ9TPGqgkUIIwNR24mA4Dd/s1600/meatballs7967.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673172321814767426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXkQV3Ank5feohcMLaGAC9XGhIC6EM85ooNKUOcr767H0vXXJkx-F1tB7eSGEuA5roXl8RQPzN-opf8_Z8cgnVws24V1sWK4_zI6jhjqzUjchyYWUgTiCV4yvZ9TPGqgkUIIwNR24mA4Dd/s400/meatballs7967.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" /></a>To make meatballs I use 1 egg and one-half to one small, finely chopped onion per pound of meat. Today I put in panko crumbs (I sometimes use other starchy stuff such as matzoh meal or oatmeal), parsley flakes, herbs de Provence, and a squeeze of tomato paste from my handy tomato paste tube. Sometimes I flavor them differently. Always salt and pepper, though. I don't measure all the seasonings, just eyeball it and feel it to see if it needs more crumbs. I mix it up thoroughly, gently form meat balls tucking the onion pieces inside the meat so they don't separate while cooking. I bake them at 475  for 12 minutes (less if they are to be simmered in sauce). Some of the frozen ones might end up in cardamom flavored white sauce or in some other arrangement.</div></div></div>

A Strange Burst of Efficiency

Sometimes I buy frozen packages of meatballs from Trader Joe's, but today I decided to make a whole lot of meatballs and freeze some. This is very unusual for me! My freezer is usually full of convenience food, bread, and ice packs of various sorts. (We threw out the 8 year old rolls of photo film w…

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09Nov2011

Freaks

<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKk5JRCdve0X1k6BenKuhiyLHlYcyHob_kFkRGbw2ZVx2UidoLVKq82NdJ2YRQ9D3Po2JSzXRVzwgXBxSTsMT-3m3fEfoOF0KyS3jo4dWq8Lfmj3fpGh5VLzX6cvwFuOvITXiK9Lg2MXbD/s1600/idahospud.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670863362888071858" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKk5JRCdve0X1k6BenKuhiyLHlYcyHob_kFkRGbw2ZVx2UidoLVKq82NdJ2YRQ9D3Po2JSzXRVzwgXBxSTsMT-3m3fEfoOF0KyS3jo4dWq8Lfmj3fpGh5VLzX6cvwFuOvITXiK9Lg2MXbD/s200/idahospud.jpg" style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 160px;" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVgvH_w35U7icml1hrbtNuaUNYWIf7UtxcmBzaTuaYXlvLTPioFg2Vwg2fnRRTnPSySL_PNyfm31YHejR75Gae492nU6X1t9DT0Ef7Jav_5RzyZ4cjWsHF-2_U8f8t0aRigcA5uYbVKwOL/s1600/googoo.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670863239512120226" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVgvH_w35U7icml1hrbtNuaUNYWIf7UtxcmBzaTuaYXlvLTPioFg2Vwg2fnRRTnPSySL_PNyfm31YHejR75Gae492nU6X1t9DT0Ef7Jav_5RzyZ4cjWsHF-2_U8f8t0aRigcA5uYbVKwOL/s320/googoo.jpg" style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 218px; height: 320px;" /></a>I just read <i>Candy Freak</i> by Steve Almond. The book, as suggested by its title, is about Steve Almond's obsessions with candy bars. He spends a lot of time describing his childhood experiences with candy bars, but the main topic of each chapter is the exploration of candy bar factories, especially the small regional ones that make little-known candy bars with imaginative names. I've never heard of many of the brands he features, much less tasted them, but I googled around for photos to help myself imagine what he was talking about.<div><br /></div><div>Almond is obsessed by the fate of these obscure candy bars, a sad declining fate which is pretty much sealed. Mars, Hershey, and Nestle pay tens of thousands of dollars to super markets and other mainstream candy sellers for the shelf space for their products (which Almond seems to have nothing against, just that they won't let him tour their factories). No matter how good or how locally popular obscure candy bars may be, the small and often eccentric manufacturers can't afford these fees. So they are sold in gas stations or dollar stores or mom-and-pop places where only candy freaks like the author or neighborhood kids or whatever will buy them. <div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjET1YBfhqkw6D4G2kgWkCptY3Gvfp2ZfUcw96eLNzdP0s6Mg8hIo-h3ZidGeAekKPHCwVRIu6OiukaeVYRWT5ZUBNm2GtZJrWZzhbfRs1pxuqY5G7c9TcnMcs56lZHycaKgIW_svjl5e_J/s1600/valomilk.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670865378359135266" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjET1YBfhqkw6D4G2kgWkCptY3Gvfp2ZfUcw96eLNzdP0s6Mg8hIo-h3ZidGeAekKPHCwVRIu6OiukaeVYRWT5ZUBNm2GtZJrWZzhbfRs1pxuqY5G7c9TcnMcs56lZHycaKgIW_svjl5e_J/s200/valomilk.jpg" style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" /></a><br /></div><div>Almond is therefore very sad. He's a sad man, and he slowly introduces the reader to any number of sources of sadness and freaking out in his life. I don't want to go into this area of the book -- too depressing. Candy bars for him are an escape from what could be seen as neurotic self-absorption and messed-up memories. He calls his existential state "the loneliness, the creeping sense of failure," and he harbors the hope that "the pleasures of candy would help me beat a path from my despair." (p. 155) Jeez. For this he embarked on a nation-wide tour of candy factories.<br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Mostly, it's a very freaky book, but unlike a lot of books, it isn't guilty of misrepresenting itself: Candy Freak. Yes. <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQrRzkLku5BR5TqVPWBices3QHrB4yBA_SeuTBlTfN5LA8vqkNRCLhr1aHVyTvqZNXfoIevG6f_flGX6adhNA5vxW8P5Mw-yIY70t4cbqUNXeszov1XPE9wWBdbXc8b-LWhZFZ_hqGgv7c/s1600/5star.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670862950077754194" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQrRzkLku5BR5TqVPWBices3QHrB4yBA_SeuTBlTfN5LA8vqkNRCLhr1aHVyTvqZNXfoIevG6f_flGX6adhNA5vxW8P5Mw-yIY70t4cbqUNXeszov1XPE9wWBdbXc8b-LWhZFZ_hqGgv7c/s320/5star.jpg" style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" /></a><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>The greatest writerly skill Almond displays is describing tastes of candy bars. </div><div><br /></div><div>He bites into one and writes: "The dark chocolate shell gave way to an intense burst of sweet, chewy fruit. The texture was soft enough to yield to the teeth, yet firm enough to absorb the musky undertones of the chocolate." This candy bar turns out to be "a dried cherry, infused with raspberry and covered in a Select Origin 75 percent dark chocolate." (p. 104) Yes, a premium post-modern chocolate bar, photo at right. </div><div><br /></div><div>But Almond is just as rapturous about dozens of other candy bars that have been manufactured pretty much the same way and on the same antique equipment for nearly a century, and are still made by the descendants of the founding candy-makers. And he describes each factory and each owner in great and remarkably varied detail.</div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPsdzmf25GCS55LXAFCnWbUq6etTOtEG2Wgsunf-iJKpi2kKavXREwI4IvUJLcg5BveTWqVOliSYxMKbfqapE00wzyQ2OQnodih5VqhFSxh0daW_jKFoEj1EZaN2fd7NwSTIJ4umjGyyp3/s1600/Snickers-Fun-Size.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670866350804598882" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPsdzmf25GCS55LXAFCnWbUq6etTOtEG2Wgsunf-iJKpi2kKavXREwI4IvUJLcg5BveTWqVOliSYxMKbfqapE00wzyQ2OQnodih5VqhFSxh0daW_jKFoEj1EZaN2fd7NwSTIJ4umjGyyp3/s200/Snickers-Fun-Size.jpg" style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 140px;" /></a><br /></div><div>For me, this is the worst week of the year to hear about all these candy bars, because Monday was Halloween, and I spent at least the last 2 weeks in October on a kind of Snickers and Butterfinger bender. Honest -- I only ate one Snickers bar between last Halloween and this October, and that was on the road when we stopped at a gas station that didn't really have any real food. But I digress from Almond's talents, and his great success in documenting the last of the small-scale candy makers. For this, he is in fact widely recognized and often quoted. Freaky!</div></div><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTQzvFm3oaqZHZ1Ziz_JyO0H_QazTpVQmYwWRvCmqXuROO5a8MsDL0ISqUvAf9y6qZCJWJHu6mq80ANo3IJE4Iz4_sbS7Iccsa5xRbcmEjOZNUo8P4qfUu5vsEHOe4GKGCfxspUuJZGpcA/s1600/candyfreak.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670867839616196642" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTQzvFm3oaqZHZ1Ziz_JyO0H_QazTpVQmYwWRvCmqXuROO5a8MsDL0ISqUvAf9y6qZCJWJHu6mq80ANo3IJE4Iz4_sbS7Iccsa5xRbcmEjOZNUo8P4qfUu5vsEHOe4GKGCfxspUuJZGpcA/s400/candyfreak.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 197px; height: 255px;" /></a>

Freaks

I just read Candy Freak by Steve Almond. The book, as suggested by its title, is about Steve Almond's obsessions with candy bars. He spends a lot of time describing his childhood experiences with candy bars, but the main topic of each chapter is the exploration of candy bar factories, especially the…

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03Nov2011

Way Out West

<a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/12003515@N05/5671138167/" title="petrified5992 by mesander2000, on Flickr"><img alt="petrified5992" height="480" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5190/5671138167_da38360fc0_z.jpg" width="640" /></a><div><br /></div><div>The La Fonda Hotel in Santa Fe New Mexico, the splendid accommodations at the South Rim of the Grand Canyon, the Union Station in St. Louis, and the coffee shop in the Petrified Forest National Monument (now a museum -- see photo above) all have impressed me greatly at the various times in my life when I've experienced them. I just read a book that puts them all together: they were originally designed and developed by Fred Harvey. Author Stephen Fried's <i>Appetite for America: Fred Harvey and the Business of Civilizing the Wild West -- One Meal at a Time</i> is a good read. It successfully combines the biography of the man Fred Harvey (1835-1901), the historic development of the American west, and the history of the once-famous hospitality company, also named Fred Harvey, that he founded and that continued for decades under the management of his family after his death. </div><div><br /></div><div>I knew two basic things about Fred Harvey before I read the book. First, I was aware that there were many restaurants and hotels by that name at some time in the past, which turns out to have been the era of development of tourism along the route of the Santa Fe railroad. Second, I understood that Fred Harvey Indian stores had traded for some of the highest quality rugs, pottery, and other artifacts, and had encouraged the Indians to develop their craft traditions.</div><div><br /></div><div>Here are several additional interesting things I learned about the man and  his company:</div><div><br /></div><div>Harvey began by creating a chain of restaurants along the rail lines, where travelers could buy reliable meals without being cheated. He continued by improving the food and service in a number of ways, and by working with Pullman to develop dining cars when train technology made it possible to walk from car to car, and made the interiors of the trains more pleasant. His endeavor included many measures to ensure consistent quality, making Fred Harvey the first restaurant chain and a model for some that followed.</div><div><br /></div><div>At the end of his life, Harvey and his sons began to expand into tourist hotels, and particularly to create the still-amazing hotels and tourist facilities at the Grand Canyon, the La Fonda Hotel in Santa Fe, and a few other spectacular places. They also took over all concessions at central rail terminals such as the Union Station in St.Louis that I remember. After the Depression, the only profitable part of the company was at the Grand Canyon, and the rest slowly shut down.</div><div><br /></div><div>The Harvey company was ahead of its time in hiring women. The wait staff of the restaurants from quite early-on was entirely female, in jobs that had previously been mainly for men. These waitresses received intense training and promised to remain in service for a certain time (after which they often married the men on the frontier where they worked). Known as "Harvey Girls," they wore super-clean white aprons, and upheld the high standards set by Fred Harvey.</div><div><br /></div><div>Women were hired not only as waitresses, but also in other roles unusual for that era. Mary Colter (1869-1958) was the chief architect and designer of the truly innovative buildings and interiors for the restaurants, gift shops, and tourist hotels for the chain. Beginning in 1902 she was the main visionary in developing what now seems to be a classic southwest style of architecture. Ironically, though, the women in the family were shut out of management by one inflexible member of the Harvey male line.</div><div><br /></div><div>Finally, in 1946, the Fred Harvey heirs cooperated with the making of "The Harvey Girls," a Judy Garland movie about the early days of the chain. The movie was extremely popular (the book notes that it made more money in its initial year than the Santa Fe railroad, which was sliding into oblivion by then). The best-known song, "On the Atchison, Topeka and the Santa Fe," won an Academy Award. Like many films, this one cemented the collective memory of an era that was just about finished. I admit that I had not heard of the movie, though I do know the song.</div><div><br /></div><div>I loved the book. Its appendix includes recipes from published Fred Harvey cookbooks and from surviving manuscripts used by the cooks in the restaurants, many of whom were brought over from Europe to innovate combinations of classic recipes with southwest cuisine -- especially at the La Fonda in Santa Fe. (In other words, the Coyote Cafe wasn't the first to put Santa Fe on the culinary map.) I may try some of them!</div>

Way Out West

The La Fonda Hotel in Santa Fe New Mexico, the splendid accommodations at the South Rim of the Grand Canyon, the Union Station in St. Louis, and the coffee shop in the Petrified Forest National Monument (now a museum -- see photo above) all have impressed me greatly at the various times in my life w…

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02Nov2011

Food city area

Tea Bowls

Finally, Pie

Waiting for Pi(e)

Dinner

Chocolate Pie

Peeling Potatoes

Turkey Prep

Thanksgiving Aprons

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