And I would like to thank the parents and grand-parents of most of you for the fact that I was, but no longer am allergic to almost all pollens. The American Taxpayers through their representatives decided that I was unable to perform their desired duties and that medications were overly expensive. It was decided that Shots were the most cost effect method of dealing with the situation and I now have been allergy free since 1977 when I was taken off the shot program.
It has been 35 years since I lived in Germany and I am sure things have changed. When I was there most of the Market Days Produce was brought in by the traveling vendors from the Mediterranean Region or the Balkans. So getting “Out of Season” produce from a local point of view was not unexpected. Cheeses, bakery items, and moderately cold tolerant veggies were from local (40 km radius) shops. Most of the local area butchers had two or three shops located in nearby villages that they sold meats and meat related items from. Almost never saw meats at the Market stalls, unlike when I was in Turkey in the ’70’s. As for Parsnips and other “Out of Season” produce in the U.S. Much of it is grown and shipped from the west coast where growing can be done year round for most crops.
Lived in Rehren A/O, Landkreis Schaumburg. Moderate sized cities in the area were Rinteln, Buckeburg, Schaumburg, and to the south there was Hameln. Aldi, was the main Grocery chain in the area, but it was not all that big at the time. I’m sure that if I had made the several hour drive to Hannover on a regular basis, I could probably found a Supermarket of some type. Much rather drive to Hannover for CeBIT or hitting the computer shop like when I bought my IBM XT with FORTRAN and COBOL compilers. Plus to be out of the local area and away from the phone in the apartment for more than an hour or two I almost had to have an approved leave since I was on call 24/7/365.
For the most part, the area that I was in didn’t have shops for fruits and veggies. You went to one of the surrounding villages on Market Day and either bought your week’s worth of produce for items that you did not grow yourself, or hit up Market Day in different Villages if you preferred to buy less than a week’s worth. And now that I think about it, that bit about growing for themselves might have been part of my problem at the time. Lots of cabbage, broccoli, brussel sprouts, carrots, etc., could be seen in the local gardens throughout most of the Winter and Spring. So it could have been that parsnips were mostly “Home Grown” and not bought for those that wanted them. Those like me had to buy them at the markets, and due to low demand during most of the year it was not worth the storage space for the traveling vendors when the space could be better used for a higher demand item. Never thought of it in those terms. Just seemed strange that the market people would tell me that only at Easter.
And the wife might not accept any explanations you might give either.
So far so good, I can follow along with that. Now where do parsnips fit in with Easter. While living in Germany for several years I discovered that obtaining parsnips any time except the weeks around Easter was neigh unto impossible, lots of other root veggies, just no parsnips and it seems that was not just the local area, but for much of Europe back in the mid ’80’s. I was never able to understand why the non-availability nor what they had to do with Easter. Any light to shed on that?
Yes, In loving memory of Johnny Hart the Creator of this comic. He used to do religion twice a year. Christmas and Easter. Not everyone was happy about that, but if you can’t deal with it for two days out of the year then just skip reading on those days. It wasn’t like Johnny made it a surprise or anything. You always knew that on those two days he was going to have a Christ related theme to the comic. Like I said, don’t agree with his view, don’t read on those two days.
Well it would seem that Janis no longer makes from scratch fried chicken because it is a lot of work, at least to do it right. Even with "Shake ’n Bake it is still a fair amount of work if you actually fry the chicken and not just toss in the oven and forget it until the timer goes off.
Sort of went through that with my Great-Grandma’s house when it eventually wound up belonging to my Uncle and my Mother. I wanted to buy the house, even if just for summer use. My Parents refused to even consider selling it to me. Later after it was sold, the new owner gutted the interior and did a complete remodel. Never saw the inside after the changes. They were described to me and all the appeal vanished. It was no longer the house I knew. Even though I hated to admit it, my parent were right in their refusal. I realized it was not the house that I was trying to buy, but the memories which I already possessed and did not need to purchase. The early morning history lessons at 04:00 a.m. with Great-Grandma in her rocker and me on the floor at her feet as she described life in the decades following the Civil War. Her driving the Covered Wagon from Kansas to Oklahoma with just her and two small children as her husband went ahead to secure their homestead claim.
Hey, it is a dinner that she did not have to cook. Even those that like to cook, like she does, enjoy the break once in a while.