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Posted on 06/12/2006 10:25:30 AM PDT by HungarianGypsy
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I'd love the recipe! That's kind of you. :)
I'm sure there are lots of Freepers who are hungry for homemade ice cream after reading this thread. I just had a brownie to help out my sweet tooth. It didn't help with the ice cream craving, however.
Had to make do with vanilla yogurt here, but it calmed the craving. LOL
(Or just buy an electric one with the high tech freezer chamber like I did. No ice or salt needed, just freeze the chamber real good before you want to make it.)
Well at least it was vanilla flavored. I think that must be the key. There's a can of Redi-Whip in the fridge that seems to be calling my name. I'm shameless! :>)
When I was a kid, every year at the Mullet Festival regatta in Swansboro, NC, various civic groups would set up deep friers for hush puppies and catfish: cut in half a 55-gallon drum and melt lard in it over an open flame. Deep fry the goodies. Enjoy the hardening of the arteries. YUMMMMIE!
I'm a vegetarian, now, but that doesn't ruin the memories.
I've got a little Jack Russell that loves chasing a ball around. Maybe he could get some exercise and make ice cream at the same time. LOL
The electric one sounds like a neat gizmo to have on hand. I'd probably gain 10 pounds though, if I could make ice cream that easily.
Umm, I'm too embarrassed to ask which kind of Karo - do most people know there are "varieties"? LOL - clear or golden? IOW, "light" or "dark"? I only keep clear in my pantry and use molasses for anything "dark."
The only way I found out it was honey in the school PB was that one time they forgot to mix them and they put honey on one slice of bread and PB on the other, so I *saw* it in my sandwich, little foodie sleuth that I am, lol.
They always assured my mother that the drums were cleaned out real good, I'm certain. Perhaps the leftover chemicals added that special tang...mmmm...
It makes about a quart or so. And you have to freeze the chamber for at least 24 hours before you start. And if you make a good recipe like French vanilla, you have to cook it and then let the batter chill overnight.
So, at most, you could probably only make it three times a week.
How about a butter, sugar from Pixie Stix, Captain Crunch cereal sandwich--and a Coke to wash it down.
My Mom's milk gravy and fried potateos.....yummy! I also loved to make sugar bread...put sugar on bread and drip water on it from the faucet, then eat.....very bad for the teeth, but as a kid, I loved it.
Fish sticks and Tater Tots!
Had to add another....milk toast....my Mom would heat milk, add salt, pepper, and butter; then tear up the toast in a bowl and pour the hot milk over it. It was considered "sick food". I still crave it when not feeling well.
Oh, I loved Prince's drive-inn, too.
This place was called Price's and it was on Bellaire, I believe, not too far from St. Vincent's Catholic Church.
Yeah, the drive-inns are gone but they did open a real cute 50's Prince's Hambuger place off of Katy Freeway and Bunker Hill. Still great hamburgers and fish burgers!
My Sicilian grandmother used her excess pizza dough to make a fried bread called "Wushdede." No member of the family has any idea how the word is spelled, just how it is pronounced (rhymes with push-pay-thee). The dough would be shaped into round rods, each about six inches long, fried until golden, then shaken (while piping hot) in a bag of granulated sugar. Soooo good.
Sadly, the dialect of Sicilian which my grandmother spoke is pretty much a dead language. I never pass a Sicilian or Italian bakery without stopping in to see if they have ever heard of the bread. No luck in twenty years of asking.
"So, what were the best foods you remember as a kid?"
I was blessed to have both of my Grandmas (and one Great) until I was 26 and 43, so I had my Grandmas a long time.
My Grandma Anita was an awesome cook. She could make a feast out of a potato, I swear.
I would say my best memories were of eating at her house with my teenaged uncles and aunt, (my Mom is the oldest and is 14 years older than her siblings, so my aunts and uncles are less than 10 years older than me) feeling so grown up to be included in their hi-jinx, and eating Grandma's homemade bread, steamed cauliflower with burnt butter topping, any veggie from her garden, her homemade pickles were to die for, a roasted chicken she had raised, killed and dressed herself, and of course no meal was complete without one of her apple or pumpkin or berry pies. With coffee, of course! When I was with her we had coffee morning, noon and night...with lots of milk and sugar. Mom was not always happy when she picked up her hyper chatterbox at the end of the day/weekend, LOL!
I developed my love of simple, wholesome foods from her, for sure. She also showed me how to stretch a meal and to always make enough for leftovers for lunch the next day, and she was the one that inspired me to be a Chicken Farmer. "There's no more useful critter on the planet than a chicken, Honey." ;)
Now, my Grandma on my Dad's side was the other end of the spectrum. (Envision Shirley McLaine from "Terms of Endearment.") Grandmother Edith ("Do not call me 'Grandma!') hated to cook, and was just lousy at it. But she was my "rich" Grandmother, so my food memories of her were of the times she took me out to eat at fancy restaurants, taught me all I needed to know about a wine list, reminded me to keep my elbows off the table and to use the correct cutlery, not to be afraid of Escargot, and she bought me my first string of real pearls to wear when we girls "dressed up and went out."
I was blessed. I had the best of both worlds when it came to Grandmas and food. :)
P.S. I married a Chef. Go figure! (And amazingly, I don't weigh 300 lbs. either, LOL!)
If God hadn't wanted food to taste good, He wouldn't have given us oregano, basil, thyme, bay leaves, dill, ginger, cinnamon, salt, pepper, cooking sherry...
I do remember Price's and Prince's.
Price's was across from Madings Drug and behind the Episcopal Church.
Pershing Junior High down the street.
I moved away from Houston to Tulsa in 1992.
Remember the PoBoys at the Cellar Door on Stella Link or a PoBoy from Antoine's?My first high school job was scooping ice cream at BK 31 flavors down near Chimmney Rock Rd. with Randy Quaid.
When I was a about 10 mom and dad took us to the beach. We bought shrimp and crab fresh off the boat and boiled it in seawater right there on the beach. So yummy. I have never had sea food since that tasted that good.
Hmm, I don't remember Price's. Which direction from the church?
I loved Jack-in-the-Box's secret sauce in the 1960s. It was almost a remoulade sauce, except not spicy. It was a 1000-Island "type" but thinner. I also have been addicted to their awful, greasy, mystery meat tacos (the small ones) from time to time, but I always recover.
It was near Stella Link. It turned into a Jack-In-The-Box later on.
Oh, you already answered the question I just spent a post asking, lol.
Mading's? Not Interurban? Remember Rettig's ice cream parlor in that same strip center on Holcombe? That was a loonnnggg time ago. [Never mind - that was further down towards the Shamrock.] Mading's is the health food grocery store now, I think (not Whole Foods, an indy). Maybe it was a Rice Food Market at one time, too.
Behind the Episcopal Church? Oh, on Stella Link maybe? I just can't picture it.
My family ate at that Cellar Door all the time! A friend of my mom's was one of the owners. It was a boring place to me at the time, so I can't recall the food very well, but in general, in later years, I liked other Cellar Door's food.
And that BR 31 was *my* Baskin-Robbins, lol. I didn't know Randy Quaid worked there. He went to my elementary school. If you remember a stupid chick who brought her *dog* in one time for ice cream, that was *moi.*
No, wait, you mean the BR on Bellaire, right? I was thinking Westheimer at Chimney Rock. Oh, the Bellaire one is my BR *now*! I haven't brought my dog into the one. She died. Different dog, too.
Haha, I've been writing my post while you wrote yours. Yeah, I know that Jack-in-the-Box and it knows me. The Chinese food place down the street is among the best in town - go there often.
YES! That's one of my favorite memories too.
But, sometimes I would cut a thick slice from one of the big tomatoes and lay it between a couple of slices of white sandwich bread slathered with Miracle Whip Salad Dressing. Tomato would cover the whole slice of bread. Yum!
My husband could eat BLT's, or just bacon and tomato sandwiches, every night when the tomatoes first "come in".
God gave us real sherry. It was never God's intention to load sherry with salt for cooking purposes. >:P
We always used the clear Karo - mix it in a bowl then put on the sandwich......;^)
*grin*...Close, but I'm from the South, so I had my butter and sugar in a homemade biscuit. I liked 'em best when mother would poke a hole in the front edge and stuff the butter and sugar in there...didn't drip, or drop sugar as bad that way. : )
I'm missing my cheesesteaks....... ;^)
Sitting in my grandma's kitchen during thankgiving time.
I remember sitting on one of those stepstools that look kind of like a high chair, and watching her mix up the pumpkin pie batter. She had this big sunbeam mixer that had a certain smell when it ran, which I came to associate with good things in the making.
And then there was the smell of spice: ginger, cinnamon, allspice...I would watch her crack eggs, and measure out the canned milk she used instead of cream.
Days gone forever.
How interesting! Now I'm going to *have to* find out what those pizzelles are. They sound like Zeppole before you make them into circle loops for frying. But the word sounds like it has "dati" at the end, like "cucidati" cookies, which are much fancier with fruits and nuts in them.
I did an Italian Christmas dessert buffet thing once and studied up on some of those before I made them. I'm not Italian or Sicilian, but love the idea of St. Joseph's altars, especially the sweets - so I've kind of nade a hobby of them.
I forgot you said you live in Tulsa now. Have you made it to Ike's Chili Parlor yet? That's another very favorite childhood food memory for me!
That Sunbeam mixer smell always smells like chocolate cake batter to me, lol! It *still* does, no matter what I'm fixing. Vivid imagination.
Red Robin makes a great shake and burger - I think there is one off of I10 somewhere -
I bought one of those freezer chambers at Williams Sonoma and didn't care for it - maybe I wasn't freezing it well enough. I will stick with my electric ice cream freezer instead.
My Mom's cooking. The smell of celery, sage, onions and butter on Thanksgiving morning (for the dressing) and her Rouladen.
You have to order in English :-)
Well I went to Annuncation School, downtown because my Dad worked nearby, and then went to Marian High School in Bellaire, which is now an Episcopal High School, off of 610 and Bissonnet. I lived on Bellaire Blvd. near Strake in the 60's. I almost went to St. Agnes but decided I wanted to go to a co-ed high school. lol Did you know Sister Brendan? She also taught at ST. Vincents at one time. She had a terrible Irish temper! lol
I love the Po-boys from Antoines! Even the grocery stores sell them now but they are not very fresh. I used get them at Taft or S. Main.
I just heard that! Now that is Philly English though, right?
Youse got that right
No steak for you.
As I have been reading this thread I wonder why people didn't have as many health issues back then? Shhh! I still eat raw batter. Hasn't killed me yet.
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