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George Shirley
 
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PENMART01 wrote:
>>"jmcquown" writes:
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>>Marge wrote:
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>>>I've gotten food poisoning from eating at NYC restaurants several
>>>times. No, they weren't dives either.
>>>
>>>Unpasturized products are dangerous to babies and older people, who
>>>are more susceptible. Remember the Odwalla juice problem a few years
>>>ago? We do pasturize for a reason.
>>>

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>>Sorry, I have no idea what 'Odwalla' juice is. I understand pasturization.
>>I understand restaurants should be held accountable for food safety and
>>handling. They are catering to and serving many.
>>
>>But home cooking is just... home cooking. Maybe you pick what you grow and
>>cook what you grow and then eat. Sometimes the food, yes, even chicken or
>>pork or fish, gets left on the table or the counter for a while. Maybe you
>>are careless, thoughtless, or simply don't have the means to store it. Or
>>maybe you realize you aren't gonna die if you reheat whatever that was and
>>eat it later.
>>
>>My dad used to wring chickens' necks in the back yard and sit on the porch
>>and pluck off the feathers before his mom put the bird in a pot with water
>>for soup or in a roasting pan. He picked and washed dandylion greens to
>>eat. Potatoes straight out of the ground, washed but probably still a bit
>>grubby. Pole beans rinsed in a bucket and snapped on the porch. Hmmm.
>>Growing up during the American Depression, and listening to those who did,

>
> sure does teach one something
>
> Yeah, hopefully the meaning of the word "exaggeration"... did he walk to school
> five miles both ways barefooted... and uphill both directions. LOL
>
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According to my Dad, born in 1911, it was ten miles both ways, uphill
and in the wind driven snow, barefoot and with no coat. He also carried
a cold collard green sammich in a lard bucket for lunch. I tried that
with my kids and the old boy ratted me out to his grandkids. <VBG>

George