tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2143843667296816868.post3980258814413285383..comments2024-03-27T03:11:58.288-04:00Comments on Kitchen and Residential Design: Taste sensations from the land of my birthPaul Anaterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05777487147630173644noreply@blogger.comBlogger12125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2143843667296816868.post-12481635501099954072010-08-19T01:17:09.596-04:002010-08-19T01:17:09.596-04:00Joe: In Florida, I can't leave anything out, s...Joe: In Florida, I can't leave anything out, sealed or unsealed, in the summer. Ours is a tropical climate and the humidity here hovers between 90 and 95%. You've never seen a cold glass sweat until you see one here. Anyhow, I'm fond of saying that a Florida breadbox is called the freezer. The freezer's also where my chips and pretzels are right now.<br /><br />Rachele: I KNEW it! Thanks for coming out.<br /><br />Anna: I didn't know you were a Pennsylvania native. Where did you grow up? I hope while you were at the Wawa that you ordered a real hoagie. Now that I have my pretzel and chip hankering sated, I have to figure out how to recreate a real hoagie.Paul Anaterhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05777487147630173644noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2143843667296816868.post-51089934740950743082010-08-18T21:26:00.699-04:002010-08-18T21:26:00.699-04:00I *heart* you for posting this, although now I'...I *heart* you for posting this, although now I'm really missing all the wonderful local snack foods. I grew up not too far from Lancaster County, and my aunt and cousins still live in York. When I had to fly back a few weeks ago I made it a point to binge on as much local stuff as I could... most of it bought at Wawa....Anna Learhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11693548595547604405noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2143843667296816868.post-57048076254465285162010-08-18T13:15:30.838-04:002010-08-18T13:15:30.838-04:00Rachele, I think there are a lot of closeted lard ...Rachele, I think there are a lot of closeted lard lovers out there so thanks for your candor.Melodyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05124636214096825169noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2143843667296816868.post-25109793516500292962010-08-18T12:06:50.438-04:002010-08-18T12:06:50.438-04:00For the record, I am pro-lard.For the record, I am pro-lard.Rachelehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12894304450233199345noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2143843667296816868.post-85245931911185143152010-08-18T11:52:19.272-04:002010-08-18T11:52:19.272-04:00Man, that’s the problem with growing up poor. The...Man, that’s the problem with growing up poor. The only snack we ever had was an occasional bag of Jolly Time Popcorn that my dad would buy for 35¢ (this was in the 1950s). We did have potato chips occasionally, but the only thing I remember about it was that we could leave the opened bag out for a few days without damage in Helena, Montana. Here in San Diego, you leave them out unsealed overnight, and in the morning, they’re rubber bands!Josephhttp://www.cft411.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2143843667296816868.post-28011913183846518322010-08-18T10:59:28.650-04:002010-08-18T10:59:28.650-04:00You know it's weird. People moved away from la...You know it's weird. People moved away from lard with the introduction of Crisco and other hydrogenated fats. The snow job those purveyors did was incredibly effective because even now after it's been revealed just how bad hydrogenated fats are, people still cringe at the mention of lard.Paul Anaterhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05777487147630173644noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2143843667296816868.post-83698731997932894102010-08-18T10:50:12.683-04:002010-08-18T10:50:12.683-04:00I totally understand your comment about the lard. ...I totally understand your comment about the lard. My dad almost drools when he talks about his maternal grandmother making home made doughnuts days after they'd slaughtered a pig on the farm. My great-grandmother would render down the fat and cook piles of fresh doughnuts for all the farm hands, which were apparently the next best thing to ambrosia. (I'm not quite that dedicated)Nimhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12312747104116687193noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2143843667296816868.post-11126370368907795722010-08-18T09:34:47.690-04:002010-08-18T09:34:47.690-04:00I believe it is the last bastion of undiscovered f...I believe it is the last bastion of undiscovered food and I have a feeling the natives like it that way just fine.Paul Anaterhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05777487147630173644noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2143843667296816868.post-37734020636767826122010-08-18T09:33:34.429-04:002010-08-18T09:33:34.429-04:00Do you read Bon Appetit? In this month's issue...Do you read Bon Appetit? In this month's issue there was an article about how Lancaster is the last bastion of undiscovered food since we have so much homemade cheese, german baloneys and excellent produce. I laughed out loud when I read that the author had visited Root's (in Manheim) and thought it was fantastic.Melodyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05124636214096825169noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2143843667296816868.post-47166292561149618442010-08-18T09:32:04.302-04:002010-08-18T09:32:04.302-04:00I never understood that either - like why none of ...I never understood that either - like why none of them ever set up shop in california or the south. Real cheesesteaks and subs would make those people a killing in other parts of the country.Melodyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05124636214096825169noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2143843667296816868.post-36189893325430873232010-08-18T07:34:33.572-04:002010-08-18T07:34:33.572-04:00I have been shoving Hammond's into my mouth li...I have been shoving Hammond's into my mouth like a starving man since yesterday afternoon. What a time it's been!<br /><br />If anybody up there had any sense, they'd be selling those artisanal pretzels and chips to Dean and Deluca for $15 a bag. New Yorkers would be standing in line!Paul Anaterhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05777487147630173644noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2143843667296816868.post-60646386336766697192010-08-18T07:30:06.072-04:002010-08-18T07:30:06.072-04:00You;re a doll. I just couldn't bear the though...You;re a doll. I just couldn't bear the thought of you snack-food-less after that comment you left on my blog. It wasn't until after I moved away from here that I realized I had been living in the potato chip capital of the nation. It's nearly impossible to find decent pretzels and chips anywhere else. <br />I remember when we moved back I was astounded by the potato chip aisle. That's right -an entire grocery store aisle dedicated to just potato chips. Dozens and dozens of varieties. I just read the other day that Lay's are the most popular variety in America. That's pathetic. Around here they're considered not even worth eating!Melodyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05124636214096825169noreply@blogger.com