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Snow flakes!
Submitted by R. Neal on Fri, 2008/11/21 - 8:52am.
We're getting a (very) few snow flurries over here in Blount Co. The thermometer says 33.3 degrees. Gotta run, need to get over to Kroger for some milk and bread, assuming the roads aren't already too bad.
(P.S. Can someone remind me what it is we are supposed to do with all that milk and bread when it snows?)
Submitted by tennesseevalues... on Fri, 2008/11/21 - 12:48pm.
P.S. Can someone remind me what it is we are supposed to do with all that milk and bread when it snows?
I suppose everyone is preparing to make French toast and watch it snow.
I've always wondered about that, too. I find it especially odd regarding the milk. I always figure that people are stocking up on supplies in case the roads are impassable and the ice causes power failures. In the event of a power failure, the milk is a bit of a wasted purchase. I suppose if you have a baby in the house and you aren't breast feeding it, then powdered milk might be a good idea, but I never hear about a run on powdered milk at the stores when Matt Hinkin predicts a chance of snow flurries with total accumulation of 1/100th of an inch.
If I were the kind to run to the store and stock up (and I'm not), I'd make sure I have some instant hot cocoa, marshmallows, oatmeal, pasta, and wine. I make my own bread already.
My mom and dad were Yankees who moved South in the 70s. They were always mystified by the run on the grocery store when in snows in the South. My Mom would always say, "Don't these folks have eggs, milk, and bread in the first place?"
Here's my hypothesis for why this phenomenon occurs (as a geographer who grew up in the South):
Two things are operating here. One: Rural electrification is a relatively recent thing in many parts of the South. Two: Most folks were adept at making bread from scratch, keeping chickens, and having access to clabber locally. Electrification replaced the dependence on wood fire for cooking, and enabled the preservation of foods with fridges. There is some sort of tension in the Southern cultural mind that hasn't quite jibed that social change. On the one hand there is a place where you can get what you need easily -- the grocery store, but on the other hand you always had the access and ability to provide what you needed no matter what in terms of weather. You got shut in by a storm, then you could get up some eggs. Kill a chicken. You could make some dumplings. The wood stove kept the house warm. You waited it out. Nowadays, you have that practice wired into your daily life (you may even had been at your Granny's for a storm and saw her in action), but you can't do it because of technical issues as well as gaps in knowledge.
I know this fails Occam's razor, but I'd rather come up with something a little more sophisticated than my mom's put down. Hell, she'll tell you that she's had a lot taught to her in the last 30 years of living in the South. True happiness is knowing you are a hypocrite. -- Ivor Cutler
1. Preheat oven to 350 degrees F (175 degrees C).
2. Break bread into small pieces into an 8 inch square baking pan. Drizzle melted butter or margarine over bread. If desired, sprinkle with raisins.
3. In a medium mixing bowl, combine eggs, milk, sugar, cinnamon, and vanilla. Beat until well mixed. Pour over bread, and lightly push down with a fork until bread is covered and soaking up the egg mixture.
4. Bake in the preheated oven for 45 minutes, or until the top springs back when lightly tapped.
_________________________________________________ "You can't fix stupid..." ~ Ron White" "I never said I wasn't a brat..." ~ Talidapali
You also need to abandon your car, immediately.
If you're not in your car, go out and abandon it now, to save time later.
And don't forget to get toilet paper at Kroger, too. (If you need me to explain what to do with that...)
For what its worth, we're getting flurries here in central Maryland, too. And its cold.
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Gee I hope they close the schools soon.
Snow cream sandwiches?
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I suppose everyone is preparing to make French toast and watch it snow.
I've always wondered about that, too. I find it especially odd regarding the milk. I always figure that people are stocking up on supplies in case the roads are impassable and the ice causes power failures. In the event of a power failure, the milk is a bit of a wasted purchase. I suppose if you have a baby in the house and you aren't breast feeding it, then powdered milk might be a good idea, but I never hear about a run on powdered milk at the stores when Matt Hinkin predicts a chance of snow flurries with total accumulation of 1/100th of an inch.
If I were the kind to run to the store and stock up (and I'm not), I'd make sure I have some instant hot cocoa, marshmallows, oatmeal, pasta, and wine. I make my own bread already.
My mom and dad were Yankees who moved South in the 70s. They were always mystified by the run on the grocery store when in snows in the South. My Mom would always say, "Don't these folks have eggs, milk, and bread in the first place?"
Here's my hypothesis for why this phenomenon occurs (as a geographer who grew up in the South):
Two things are operating here. One: Rural electrification is a relatively recent thing in many parts of the South. Two: Most folks were adept at making bread from scratch, keeping chickens, and having access to clabber locally. Electrification replaced the dependence on wood fire for cooking, and enabled the preservation of foods with fridges. There is some sort of tension in the Southern cultural mind that hasn't quite jibed that social change. On the one hand there is a place where you can get what you need easily -- the grocery store, but on the other hand you always had the access and ability to provide what you needed no matter what in terms of weather. You got shut in by a storm, then you could get up some eggs. Kill a chicken. You could make some dumplings. The wood stove kept the house warm. You waited it out. Nowadays, you have that practice wired into your daily life (you may even had been at your Granny's for a storm and saw her in action), but you can't do it because of technical issues as well as gaps in knowledge.
I know this fails Occam's razor, but I'd rather come up with something a little more sophisticated than my mom's put down. Hell, she'll tell you that she's had a lot taught to her in the last 30 years of living in the South.
True happiness is knowing you are a hypocrite. -- Ivor Cutler
As long as I have beer I'm good to go.
mell of a hess of bread pudding!
INGREDIENTS
* 6 slices day-old bread
* 2 tablespoons butter, melted
* 1/2 cup raisins (optional)
* 4 eggs, beaten
* 2 cups milk
* 3/4 cup white sugar
* 1 teaspoon ground cinnamon
* 1 teaspoon vanilla extract
DIRECTIONS
1. Preheat oven to 350 degrees F (175 degrees C).
2. Break bread into small pieces into an 8 inch square baking pan. Drizzle melted butter or margarine over bread. If desired, sprinkle with raisins.
3. In a medium mixing bowl, combine eggs, milk, sugar, cinnamon, and vanilla. Beat until well mixed. Pour over bread, and lightly push down with a fork until bread is covered and soaking up the egg mixture.
4. Bake in the preheated oven for 45 minutes, or until the top springs back when lightly tapped.
_________________________________________________
"You can't fix stupid..." ~ Ron White"
"I never said I wasn't a brat..." ~ Talidapali
I like this Paula Deen bread pudding recipe myself.
Note that the "bread" is two dozen Krispy Kremes. This is not exactly healthy eating...
"I'm not a member of any organized political party. I'm a Democrat." -- Will Rogers
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