Here is a challenging recipe for you recipe collectors. It is from the website
http://www.civilwarinteractive.com
1/2 calf's head, boiled
1 qt. water in which meat was boiled
Bacon
Bunch of sweet herbs (marjoram, rosemary, etc.)
1 onion
slice of lemon peel
Ground mace
1 tbs. flour
Leftover brains
Butter
1 tbs. white wine
Sliced lemon (optional)
Fried bread (optional
Cut the head and tongue into slices, trim them neatly, and leave out the gristle and fat. Slice some of the bacon that was cooked [the day before] to eat with the head, and warm them in the hash.
Take the bones and trimming of the head, a bundle of sweet herbs, an onion, a roll of lemon-peel, and a blade of bruised mace: put these into a sauce- pan, with the quart of liquor you have saved, and let it boil gently for an hour; pour it through a sieve set in a basin, wash out your stew-pan, add a table-spoonful of flour to the brains and parsley you have left, and pour it into the gravy you have made with the bones and trimmings; let it boil up for ten minutes, then strain it through a hair-sieve; season it with a table-spoonful of white wine, or of catchup; give it a boil up, skim it, and then put in the brains and slices of head and bacon; as soon as they are thoroughly warm (it must not boil) the hash is ready. Some cooks egg, bread-crumb and fry the finest pieces of the head, and lay them round the hash.
N.B.: You may garnish the edges of the dish with slices of bacon toasted in a Dutch oven, slices of lemon and fried bread.
The Cook's Oracle by William Kitchiner, MD, New York, 1829
Comment: While it is still possible in some places to find cow or calf tongue for sale, we cannot recall seeing any store ever offer up a whole head of the animal, so we will put the obtainment of the ingredients here in the category of "a challenge to the reader." It should be noted though that this is by no means a recipe intended for the poor or underprivileged, not with the list of herbs, seasonings and sauces called for. It is however a testimony to the habits of our predecessors to let no part of a slaughtered animal go to waste.
Tuesday, January 22, 2013
Thursday, January 17, 2013
Was Hitler a Good Guy?
Yes, he was....to animals. He loved dogs. While fighting in WWI, he had a dog named Fuschl, who was trained to run up and down ladders. The dog was stolen from him. During WWII, he had a dog named Blondi. The poor little thing was the test pilot for the cyanide Hitler used to commit suicide. The cyanide worked quickly and fairly painlessly. It would have broken Hitler's heart if the doggy suffered.
Hitler was a vegetarian and hated to see animals suffer. He hated the screaming sounds of lobsters when put into a pot of boiling water. So, he passed a law stating that lobsters had to be killed with kinder methods. It was a good war for the lobster. He also banned hunting animals with dogs.
Hitler's chief mass-murderer, Heinrich Himmler, thought nothing of torturing and killing non-Germans, but he said, "Shooting birds and animals is not a sport. It is pure murder. We Germans have always had a respct for animals". He even wanted his SS soldiers to wear bells at night to scare away any little creatures so they wouldn't be stepped on. Himmler also said that he liked the Medieval German custom of putting rats on trial and giving them the chance to behave themselves. Some Nazi regions banned experimenting on animals. They used human non-Germans instead.
Until I read these tidbits in Horrible Histories: The Second World War, I believed you could always tell a good soul by their treatment of animals. I guess I was mistaken.
Hitler was a vegetarian and hated to see animals suffer. He hated the screaming sounds of lobsters when put into a pot of boiling water. So, he passed a law stating that lobsters had to be killed with kinder methods. It was a good war for the lobster. He also banned hunting animals with dogs.
Hitler's chief mass-murderer, Heinrich Himmler, thought nothing of torturing and killing non-Germans, but he said, "Shooting birds and animals is not a sport. It is pure murder. We Germans have always had a respct for animals". He even wanted his SS soldiers to wear bells at night to scare away any little creatures so they wouldn't be stepped on. Himmler also said that he liked the Medieval German custom of putting rats on trial and giving them the chance to behave themselves. Some Nazi regions banned experimenting on animals. They used human non-Germans instead.
Until I read these tidbits in Horrible Histories: The Second World War, I believed you could always tell a good soul by their treatment of animals. I guess I was mistaken.
Wednesday, January 16, 2013
The End of the World----1889
Dallas Morning News
October 27 1889
Considerable excitement prevails in the vicinity of Screamerville, Spottsylvania county, at the adventists' camp-meeting in that place. Those gathered there predict that the world will come to an end before the end of the month. A number of farmers have left their homes, turned their stock out on the commons and are living in the adventists' camp. Others refuse to work, and only go home at night. Many have not sown their fall wheat on this account, and say they will not put a single grain of seed in the ground, as the Lord is certainly coming this year. About fifty persons are living at the camp, waiting patiently and confidently for the end of this world.
October 27 1889
Considerable excitement prevails in the vicinity of Screamerville, Spottsylvania county, at the adventists' camp-meeting in that place. Those gathered there predict that the world will come to an end before the end of the month. A number of farmers have left their homes, turned their stock out on the commons and are living in the adventists' camp. Others refuse to work, and only go home at night. Many have not sown their fall wheat on this account, and say they will not put a single grain of seed in the ground, as the Lord is certainly coming this year. About fifty persons are living at the camp, waiting patiently and confidently for the end of this world.
Tuesday, January 15, 2013
Homopathic Cures Using Honey
These have not been verified. They have been passed down through the generations like many home cures.
Arthritis One part honey to two parts lukewarm water and a teaspoon of cinnamon will make a paste that will reduce pain quickly. If you sufferi from arthritis take one cup of hot water with two spoons of honey and a teaspoon of cinnamon once in the morning and again in the evening.
Cholesterol Mix two tablespoons of honey and three tablespoons of cinnamon in 16 ounces of tea. Use cinnamon and honey on bread for breakfast to revitalize the arteries and veins that lead to the heart and it will help to prevent heart attacks.
In India and Japan honey and cinnamon is said to help with most stomach ailments.
Colds One tablespoon honey with ¼ teaspoon of cinnamon taken daily is said to cure mo
st chronic coughs and clear the sinuses. Honey and lemon added to hot water or hot tea is soothing for sore throats.
Pimples, Make a paste of three tablespoons of honey and one teaspoon of cinnamon. Put onto pimples before going to bed and wash it off the next morning.
Weight loss. Twice daily, once at night, and one in the morning ½ hour before breakfast drink a cup of boiled hot water with honey and cinnamon. Drinking this mixture doesn’t allow the fat to accumulate in the body.
Chronic fatigue One half tablespoon of honey in a glass of water and sprinkled with cinnamon in the morning and in the afternoon will increase your vitality within a week.
Bad breath Gargle in the morning with one teaspoon of honey and cinnamon mixed in hot water is supposed to keep breath fresh all day.
(from http://www.solveyourproblem.com/natural-health/can_honey_cure_ailments.shtml )
Monday, January 14, 2013
A True Pirate Story
Narrative of Captain John Lee from the Alexandria, Va newspaper
The following is an abstract of the narrative of Capt. John LEE, who was executed for piracy on the 20th of March, 1820 , relating the events of his life, with a journal of his last cruise, dictated and signed by himself:
I was born in the county of Fairfax, in the State of Virginia, a lived with my father who was a Millwright, in the city of Alexandria until my twelfth year, when I was sent to sea and served an apprenticeship of seven years. I was then appointed to the charge of a vessel, which being sold, I entered on board the brig Washington as mate. From her I was impressed in the year 1812 on board H. B. M. ship the Princess Caroline, Capt. DOWNMAN. At the commencement of hostilities with America, I was discharged and sent a prisoner of war to Chatham, and as such continued until 1815, when I returned to my family and friends, where I found that my father that died during my absence, but my mother is still living. Shortly after I was married to an amiable and affectionate woman, who blessed me with two children, one of whom alone, a child of about 4 years old, is now alive. I continued in the merchant employ until 1819, when I was appointed to the schooner Sisters of Alexandria, and sailed with a cargo and some passengers from Newburn, in North Carolina, in March last; after a passage of 23 days I arrived at Mobile, where I met Col. CAMPBELL, acting as agent for Gen. LONG, commander in chief of the Province of Texas; being instructed to sell the schooner, I disposed of her to this gentleman for the sum of one thousand dollars, which money, together with one hundred dollars in addition, I remitted to Mr. WILSON, the owner, in bills of the United States Branch Bank at New Orleans; the letter I put into the post office in the presence of Mr. SAVANNAH, proprietor of the Hotel, and Capt. SHEARS of Mobile. After effecting the sale of the schooner, the charge of her was offered to me, with a commission in the Patriot service. I was promised in return for my exertions, one thousand acres of land in the province of Texas, whenever it should be declared independent, and a certain proportion of our captured property was to be appropriated to our use for contingent expenses and supplies, reserving for the government a share of our prizes. Not doubting the legality of this service, I took charge of the vessel and received instructions to take my orders from Com. Reynaldo E. DELVILLE, from whom I received a letter of service, together with a copy of his commission. I could not expect this to be fabricated, having a notorial seal affixed, and being in every respect apparently regular and correct, but the document being written in Spanish, I was less able to form a proper judgment on [unreadable] subject. These offers, added to the confidence I placed in DELVILLE, who from his manners and address, I considered as a manor of honor and integrity, induced me to think myself fortunate in the appointment, and I entered with pleasure into this service. My first orders were to take on board an officer on secret service and to convey him to a squadron then at St. Georges’ Island; we arrived off Pensacola and remained there cruizing until a gale of wind blew him off, and being short of provisions, we proceeded to the Balize at the entrance of the Mississippi. Here the crew might have left the vessel if they disliked the service as we were visited by the officer of the custom; of this they did not avail themselves – and having laid in stores, &c., we proceeded to sea. We soon fell in with the American sloop Gold Huntress, lat. 28, 48, in the longitude of Chandeleurs Island, she was commanded by Captain BROWN of Newport, Rhode Island. Her cargo being Spanish property and having some Spanish passengers on board, we took some things from her and suffered the vessel to proceed; we steered for the Georges and made soundings off Cape St. Blis, but were driven by a gale to the northward of the dry Tortogas, after which we made the shore of Cuba, and the gale ceasing, we discovered the Moro Castle bearing SSW distance about 9 miles; the same evening we saw a large ship which, having fired upon us, we hauled off; the day following, we captured a Spanish schooner bound to Key Sal, for a cargo of salt; she was permitted to proceed. A few days afterwards we discovered two sail, the first we boarded proved an American schooner; after this we gave chase to the other, in the evening came up with her, she had English colors flying, the boat was sent on board under charge of Mr. OSBORNE, with orders to bring the captain and two of her crew together with the papers; these orders were executed and Capt. FINLAYSON of the Pam-be-civil, remained on board the La Jeunne Creole. I returned in the boat to the Pam-be-civil, from which vessel I acknowledge I took a few articles such as turtle, ducks, &c., but neither Captain F’s trunk nor any of his personal property; which I afterwards found these had been taken by Osborne, I determined to make reparation as soon as possible for the loss. We proceeded to Key Lopez where we found Peter MOTT commanding the sloop Spring Budd, and at Key Comslata, we met with Weaver, commanding the sloop Industry. Here we fell in with the sloop San Tisima Trinidada, with a cargo of slaves from Lagona bound to the Havanna. As she lay at anchor I went on board in company with Weaver; considering it practicable to make a prize of her, we waited at anchor until she made sail, and in the interim we prepared our arms, she at length made signal for a pilot, which we answered by hoisting British colors; she proceeded to sea, when we gave chase, and succeeded in getting under her quarter, and after a short running fight she surrendered. The crew were landed in Cuba, and the slaves were to be ransomed for 6000 dollars – they were put into a vessel commanded by Thomas CATTO, but the money was never paid. The sloop afterwards was dismantled, her sails, rigging, materials and copper sent into New Providence by the vessels of MOTT and WEAVER – these were to be disposed to procure ammunition, and to reimburse Capt. FINLAYSON for his loss, and a letter was sent to the President in Nassau, in which I stated my regret for the circumstances – this letter, however, was never delivered. In December we captured the Spanish Felucca El Conception, with a valuable cargo, a few days after which, the circumstance for which I was first tried occurred. DELVILLE order me to use coercive measures if necessary, to suppress mutinous conduct. A seaman named WALSH conducted himself improperly, I remonstrated, he replied abusively. I threatened him, he dared me to execute by threats. I drew my sword, more words passed, at length I wounded him. I found his situation dangerous and rendered him every assistance, but without avail, for in twenty eight hours he died. Previous to his dissolution he confessed himself the aggressor and freely forgave my offence. I performed his last sad offices, and had him decently interred. This act was committed at the impulse of the moment, without any malice against the unfortunate man, and I sincerely regret that I committed an act so directly contrary to every principle of feeling and humanity. No event of consequence happened until the capture of our vessel by the schooner Primrose, the circumstances of which are well known. I consider myself unfortunately and intentionally led into error. I do not deny that I have offended the laws of nations, and that my sentence is perfectly just according to the testimony given against me, where much has been adduced in a more severe light than it ought. I freely forgive my enemies, and leave those who were evidences (evidenced?) for the prosecution against me, to take warning by my fate
The following is an abstract of the narrative of Capt. John LEE, who was executed for piracy on the 20th of March, 1820 , relating the events of his life, with a journal of his last cruise, dictated and signed by himself:
I was born in the county of Fairfax, in the State of Virginia, a lived with my father who was a Millwright, in the city of Alexandria until my twelfth year, when I was sent to sea and served an apprenticeship of seven years. I was then appointed to the charge of a vessel, which being sold, I entered on board the brig Washington as mate. From her I was impressed in the year 1812 on board H. B. M. ship the Princess Caroline, Capt. DOWNMAN. At the commencement of hostilities with America, I was discharged and sent a prisoner of war to Chatham, and as such continued until 1815, when I returned to my family and friends, where I found that my father that died during my absence, but my mother is still living. Shortly after I was married to an amiable and affectionate woman, who blessed me with two children, one of whom alone, a child of about 4 years old, is now alive. I continued in the merchant employ until 1819, when I was appointed to the schooner Sisters of Alexandria, and sailed with a cargo and some passengers from Newburn, in North Carolina, in March last; after a passage of 23 days I arrived at Mobile, where I met Col. CAMPBELL, acting as agent for Gen. LONG, commander in chief of the Province of Texas; being instructed to sell the schooner, I disposed of her to this gentleman for the sum of one thousand dollars, which money, together with one hundred dollars in addition, I remitted to Mr. WILSON, the owner, in bills of the United States Branch Bank at New Orleans; the letter I put into the post office in the presence of Mr. SAVANNAH, proprietor of the Hotel, and Capt. SHEARS of Mobile. After effecting the sale of the schooner, the charge of her was offered to me, with a commission in the Patriot service. I was promised in return for my exertions, one thousand acres of land in the province of Texas, whenever it should be declared independent, and a certain proportion of our captured property was to be appropriated to our use for contingent expenses and supplies, reserving for the government a share of our prizes. Not doubting the legality of this service, I took charge of the vessel and received instructions to take my orders from Com. Reynaldo E. DELVILLE, from whom I received a letter of service, together with a copy of his commission. I could not expect this to be fabricated, having a notorial seal affixed, and being in every respect apparently regular and correct, but the document being written in Spanish, I was less able to form a proper judgment on [unreadable] subject. These offers, added to the confidence I placed in DELVILLE, who from his manners and address, I considered as a manor of honor and integrity, induced me to think myself fortunate in the appointment, and I entered with pleasure into this service. My first orders were to take on board an officer on secret service and to convey him to a squadron then at St. Georges’ Island; we arrived off Pensacola and remained there cruizing until a gale of wind blew him off, and being short of provisions, we proceeded to the Balize at the entrance of the Mississippi. Here the crew might have left the vessel if they disliked the service as we were visited by the officer of the custom; of this they did not avail themselves – and having laid in stores, &c., we proceeded to sea. We soon fell in with the American sloop Gold Huntress, lat. 28, 48, in the longitude of Chandeleurs Island, she was commanded by Captain BROWN of Newport, Rhode Island. Her cargo being Spanish property and having some Spanish passengers on board, we took some things from her and suffered the vessel to proceed; we steered for the Georges and made soundings off Cape St. Blis, but were driven by a gale to the northward of the dry Tortogas, after which we made the shore of Cuba, and the gale ceasing, we discovered the Moro Castle bearing SSW distance about 9 miles; the same evening we saw a large ship which, having fired upon us, we hauled off; the day following, we captured a Spanish schooner bound to Key Sal, for a cargo of salt; she was permitted to proceed. A few days afterwards we discovered two sail, the first we boarded proved an American schooner; after this we gave chase to the other, in the evening came up with her, she had English colors flying, the boat was sent on board under charge of Mr. OSBORNE, with orders to bring the captain and two of her crew together with the papers; these orders were executed and Capt. FINLAYSON of the Pam-be-civil, remained on board the La Jeunne Creole. I returned in the boat to the Pam-be-civil, from which vessel I acknowledge I took a few articles such as turtle, ducks, &c., but neither Captain F’s trunk nor any of his personal property; which I afterwards found these had been taken by Osborne, I determined to make reparation as soon as possible for the loss. We proceeded to Key Lopez where we found Peter MOTT commanding the sloop Spring Budd, and at Key Comslata, we met with Weaver, commanding the sloop Industry. Here we fell in with the sloop San Tisima Trinidada, with a cargo of slaves from Lagona bound to the Havanna. As she lay at anchor I went on board in company with Weaver; considering it practicable to make a prize of her, we waited at anchor until she made sail, and in the interim we prepared our arms, she at length made signal for a pilot, which we answered by hoisting British colors; she proceeded to sea, when we gave chase, and succeeded in getting under her quarter, and after a short running fight she surrendered. The crew were landed in Cuba, and the slaves were to be ransomed for 6000 dollars – they were put into a vessel commanded by Thomas CATTO, but the money was never paid. The sloop afterwards was dismantled, her sails, rigging, materials and copper sent into New Providence by the vessels of MOTT and WEAVER – these were to be disposed to procure ammunition, and to reimburse Capt. FINLAYSON for his loss, and a letter was sent to the President in Nassau, in which I stated my regret for the circumstances – this letter, however, was never delivered. In December we captured the Spanish Felucca El Conception, with a valuable cargo, a few days after which, the circumstance for which I was first tried occurred. DELVILLE order me to use coercive measures if necessary, to suppress mutinous conduct. A seaman named WALSH conducted himself improperly, I remonstrated, he replied abusively. I threatened him, he dared me to execute by threats. I drew my sword, more words passed, at length I wounded him. I found his situation dangerous and rendered him every assistance, but without avail, for in twenty eight hours he died. Previous to his dissolution he confessed himself the aggressor and freely forgave my offence. I performed his last sad offices, and had him decently interred. This act was committed at the impulse of the moment, without any malice against the unfortunate man, and I sincerely regret that I committed an act so directly contrary to every principle of feeling and humanity. No event of consequence happened until the capture of our vessel by the schooner Primrose, the circumstances of which are well known. I consider myself unfortunately and intentionally led into error. I do not deny that I have offended the laws of nations, and that my sentence is perfectly just according to the testimony given against me, where much has been adduced in a more severe light than it ought. I freely forgive my enemies, and leave those who were evidences (evidenced?) for the prosecution against me, to take warning by my fate
Saturday, January 12, 2013
How to Avoid Gray Hair
Eat almonds! Almonds boost the body's ability to produce catalase, an enzyme the helps your hair keep its natural color.
Big Foot in Virginia
This is a story that has been told to me. I have taken writer's liberty so it is embellished but the main facts are still here. Do you believe in Big Foot? I never did think much of it until the past few years when I have met Big Foot Investigators and talked to people that insist that they have seen one.
Nathan and the Big Foot
It was a great day for fishing. Nathan would have rather been bear hunting, but it wasn't the season for it. Across the small lake where he was relaxing in his canvas camping chair, Nathan saw a flock of birds flying from the trees. They were not happy birds, being disturbed from their roosts. Once the birds were gone, there was only silence. The type of silence that is unnerving. Nathan shook off the feeling and went back to watching his fishing line. An unshakable feeling of being watched overcame him and once again he looked across the lake. The brush around the trees began to rustle. Nathan didn't see anything there, but the rustling became louder, more frantic, like someone was trying to get his attention. Nathan looked harder, wondering what could be causing so much noise. The noise-maker came out from behind the trees. Nathan met "it" eye-to-eye. It wasn't a human. It stood about 7 feet tall and was covered with hair. Being a bear hunter, Nathan knew that he was not looking at a bear. The words "Big Foot" came to his mind and his blood turned to ice water. They stared at each other for a moment longer, and then Nathan dropped his fishing pole and ran to his car, leaving his gear behind.
Nathan took his father out the next day to see if his fishing rods and tackle box were still there. They were, and so was a large footprint, which they plastered for evidence. What was curious, is that the footprint did not seem big enough for the creature that Nathan saw. It was larger than Nathans foot, but didn't not seem to be big enough for what Nathan described as upright and nearly 7 foot tall.
I have heard a similar story as this coming from Maryland. Is there more than one traveling together? Does the dominant one occasionally have to be a distraction to get the others through?
The foothills of the Shenandoah and the Blue Ridge Mountains seem to be a hot spot for the Big Foot. A few days before Nathan had his encounter, there was a man in Spotsylvania, Virginia who also found and made a plaster casting of a big footprint. My friend Lana has a brother who still insists that a Big Foot pulled him out of his tent while camping in Shenandoah County ten years ago.
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