Indeed! I grew up in Northwestern, Pennsylvania with much lake effect coming from Lake Erie. Yes pot roast is sacred food still here in Florida. Thank you always for your delightful tales, Garrison.
We had our first snow of the year (no flurries, no blowing flakes, nothing) on Thanksgiving morning. Here in the woods of southern Vermont, this is unspeakably weird.
Fearing the worst (e.g. loss of power half way through cooking the turkey) we postponed festivities til today, Saturday, so I’m sitting here in a tryptophan/carb induced stupor trying to type this…)
Just reading this pot roast remembrance brings browned potatoes and carrots stewed in its juices back to my gustatory and olfactory senses’ memories. Good way to spend a few minutes on what is an overcast, humid day on the Texas Gulf Coast. Many thanks, Garrison.
I was talking to my youngest sister on Thanksgiving and asked her if she remembered our mother fixing English peas every Sunday. She said she never ate them or anything green. I told her I had been married for a year or so before it sink in that I could fix them anytime not just on Sunday. We never had roast. It was always fried chicken. After she became diabetic it was boiled chicken.
I'm in Wuhan, previous to Covid, a city of 16 million unrevealed to the world outside the PRC. Jumper cables and the Fellowship of the Jumper Cables, are entirely unknown. Because the average Wuhanren (Wuhan people) driver is still on their first auto, things like jumper cables, or even changing a tire, are technological mysteries. The working class, those types that in the West might own jumper cables, are all driving around on little electric scooters....not motorcycles, scooters...so the idea of jump starting someone's car doesn't exist. Those imbued with sufficient capital to own a car are knowledge workers, and the idea that a knowledge worker would even lift the hood to look at the engine is preposterous. In fact, the average Wuhanren driver isn't sure what's under the hood; that there might be an engine in there is just a suspicion.
And now, EV's are becoming quite common, rendering the idea of a jumper cables obsolete. Now, if your car doesn't "start", it's because the entire machine has had a stroke, and the only option is to have it towed to a charging station by a Chinese AAA affiliated towing company.
An entire country of 1.4 billion will never know jumper cables, and a cultural touchstone will never be known. Which is irrelevant, there being at least a few thousand other cultural touchstones in this 3000 year old civilization.
Oh...and pot roast. I had to explain it. Since ovens (and dishwashers, clothes dryers, and other accoutrements of modern appliance technology) are essentially nonexistent to all but the most up to date young people of above average means, it will most likely remain unknown. I have an oven, obtained by having it shipped special delivery all the way from Germany (they're readily available now, but not then). I have made one pot roast for the family. It was well received, beef being considered a modern luxury food.
Greetings Garrison. We dislike winter so very much, finely figured out one reason, all the cloths that has to be put on the body before going out and then taken off again and hung in the hall closet. Summer, just walk out the door. rr
This odd winter may be in part due to a high pressure system bearing down on D.C. the kind that causes the air to be still and to stagnate.
I wonder if our monuments will stand, or be renamed and reimagined. Could the Jefferson Memorial instead become the Jefferson Davis Memorial? Will Abraham Lincoln become the villain in a new narrative? Will our White House be repainted gold? Will some of US endeavor to hide our great documents as art from the Nazi’s? Will we survive to rise again, or “is that all there is?”
The first to like, gladly - a rare honor
Where in world can like 14 degrees, and feels like minus 1. You get use to it.
...beause no great novel ever began with someone eating a salad .
Indeed! I grew up in Northwestern, Pennsylvania with much lake effect coming from Lake Erie. Yes pot roast is sacred food still here in Florida. Thank you always for your delightful tales, Garrison.
In regard to weather-weirdness:
We had our first snow of the year (no flurries, no blowing flakes, nothing) on Thanksgiving morning. Here in the woods of southern Vermont, this is unspeakably weird.
Fearing the worst (e.g. loss of power half way through cooking the turkey) we postponed festivities til today, Saturday, so I’m sitting here in a tryptophan/carb induced stupor trying to type this…)
As you head north are you taking distressed commiserate?
https://x.com/DefiantLs/status/1862560817712890175?t=XDutUskpBBsWeB-vnFfIDg&s=19
Just reading this pot roast remembrance brings browned potatoes and carrots stewed in its juices back to my gustatory and olfactory senses’ memories. Good way to spend a few minutes on what is an overcast, humid day on the Texas Gulf Coast. Many thanks, Garrison.
I was talking to my youngest sister on Thanksgiving and asked her if she remembered our mother fixing English peas every Sunday. She said she never ate them or anything green. I told her I had been married for a year or so before it sink in that I could fix them anytime not just on Sunday. We never had roast. It was always fried chicken. After she became diabetic it was boiled chicken.
I'm in Wuhan, previous to Covid, a city of 16 million unrevealed to the world outside the PRC. Jumper cables and the Fellowship of the Jumper Cables, are entirely unknown. Because the average Wuhanren (Wuhan people) driver is still on their first auto, things like jumper cables, or even changing a tire, are technological mysteries. The working class, those types that in the West might own jumper cables, are all driving around on little electric scooters....not motorcycles, scooters...so the idea of jump starting someone's car doesn't exist. Those imbued with sufficient capital to own a car are knowledge workers, and the idea that a knowledge worker would even lift the hood to look at the engine is preposterous. In fact, the average Wuhanren driver isn't sure what's under the hood; that there might be an engine in there is just a suspicion.
And now, EV's are becoming quite common, rendering the idea of a jumper cables obsolete. Now, if your car doesn't "start", it's because the entire machine has had a stroke, and the only option is to have it towed to a charging station by a Chinese AAA affiliated towing company.
An entire country of 1.4 billion will never know jumper cables, and a cultural touchstone will never be known. Which is irrelevant, there being at least a few thousand other cultural touchstones in this 3000 year old civilization.
Oh...and pot roast. I had to explain it. Since ovens (and dishwashers, clothes dryers, and other accoutrements of modern appliance technology) are essentially nonexistent to all but the most up to date young people of above average means, it will most likely remain unknown. I have an oven, obtained by having it shipped special delivery all the way from Germany (they're readily available now, but not then). I have made one pot roast for the family. It was well received, beef being considered a modern luxury food.
Greetings Garrison. We dislike winter so very much, finely figured out one reason, all the cloths that has to be put on the body before going out and then taken off again and hung in the hall closet. Summer, just walk out the door. rr
ah yes. yes!
This odd winter may be in part due to a high pressure system bearing down on D.C. the kind that causes the air to be still and to stagnate.
I wonder if our monuments will stand, or be renamed and reimagined. Could the Jefferson Memorial instead become the Jefferson Davis Memorial? Will Abraham Lincoln become the villain in a new narrative? Will our White House be repainted gold? Will some of US endeavor to hide our great documents as art from the Nazi’s? Will we survive to rise again, or “is that all there is?”
“These are the times that try men’s souls.”