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KayTheCurler

KayTheCurler

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Recently I have enjoyed some conversations with people who have been surprised by different customs. I expect every immigrant has a story or two around this topic, plus those who moved from one area of this vast country to another.

My first Christmas in Canada was spent at the childhood home of a friend whose parents still lived on their prairie farm. The meal sent wafts of delicious odours trough the house. It was to be roast turkey, a new flavour for me who usually enjoyed chicken on this day of the year. The dishes were passed around, looking and smelling great but then - why was I handed a bowl of jello?? I recognised Jello as a dessert often served to children. . Never had I eaten dessert with the main meal and I couldn't imagine how this could be possible. The hot dishes would surely melt the jello! I took a small serving and shuddered inside as my gravy became sweet (and disgusting to my taste buds). This is something I still haven't adjusted to, canned fruit with jello just doesn't belong with a regular meal.
 
I feel for you- jello is not a Christmas treat in my eyes either.
Food culture shock- not sure if it is a Maritime thing, but baked beans cooked with maple sirup is just disgusting. In general, Canadians seemed to put either too much sugar or too much salt into everything.
 
Add fat to that list and you get an image of Pigs in Heaven ... moderation in all things and the drink to me only with I'z ... light humor?

This is absorbed in the dark regions of SOL ... some say the night of soul ... others cannot conceive of anything alien, strange, or otherwise ... such is the hate of strangers! In this regard I have vast curiosity of how some folk chose to be lacking ... delin*quent?
 
You reminded me of a story of my maternal grandmother's cooking.
She was not known to be a great cook or baker.

They emigrated from England around 1920. My Grandfather had come first and written letters home, including raving about the lemon pie that he had been served.

Grandma arrived with my aunt. (Mom hadn't been born yet). At some point, having learned how to make apple pie, decided to give a go at Lemon Pie.

The story was that grandpa sat down, anticipating a wonderful lemon pie from his wife, only to be served something that looked (and tasted) very different.

She had gone to the store and bought a dozen lemons. Took the peel off, then sliced them up, and made them into a pie. (Adding heaps of sugar I understand)

oh dear.
 
Mrs.Anteater said:
I feel for you- jello is not a Christmas treat in my eyes either.
Food culture shock- not sure if it is a Maritime thing, but baked beans cooked with maple sirup is just disgusting. In general, Canadians seemed to put either too much sugar or too much salt into everything.
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I find both of those things to be true too.
 
JayneWonders said:
oh, that sweet potato casserole with marshmallows. how can it be a loved dinner item?
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Just thinking about that makes me feel like puking. I don't like those 'squares' made with coloured mini marshmallows either. My MIL used to make them and both my daughters still do.
 
JayneWonders said:
You reminded me of a story of my maternal grandmother's cooking.
She was not known to be a great cook or baker.

They emigrated from England around 1920. My Grandfather had come first and written letters home, including raving about the lemon pie that he had been served.

Grandma arrived with my aunt. (Mom hadn't been born yet). At some point, having learned how to make apple pie, decided to give a go at Lemon Pie.

The story was that grandpa sat down, anticipating a wonderful lemon pie from his wife, only to be served something that looked (and tasted) very different.

She had gone to the store and bought a dozen lemons. Took the peel off, then sliced them up, and made them into a pie. (Adding heaps of sugar I understand)

oh dear.
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LOL! A Brit friend heard her Canadian boyfriend raving about sasskatoon pie. They went out and picked saskatoons. Using her minimal baking knowledge she set about to make the pie. She carefully sprinkled the berries with sugar and flour and created what became known as Bullet Pie.
 
There is a wide variety of mincemeat ... some of it intended for the sweet tooth, some of it meant as preservation ... and then minced words as some wolf it down and others don't ...

Should we respect alternate tastes that include things that are isle conceived? Autonomous ... the psyche is like that ... out there eh?

Many will not address the situation and thus do not know their mind ... alien ... mores to be understood due to the extent of psyche and her mate ...
 
paradox3 said:
Had it once for American Thanksgiving with U.S. relatives. Give me a plain baked sweet potato any day.
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I made it with the marshmallows ONCE, because it looked so pretty in the recipe book when I was learning to cook.
Once was enough.
 
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