The Joneses wrote:
> "George Shirley" > wrote in message
> .. .
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>>>> We used to buy lemons in the Middle East that had been preserved in
>>>> honey. Have no idea how they did it but our Arab guests loved the
>>>> things. I was a little afraid of eating them myself.
>>>>
>>>> George
>>> Chicken liver. I knew you was nivver a Texan! Fer long anyhow. It really
>>> is nice, but I just don't need that flavor every day! I suppose one could
>>> use the honeyed citrus for either desserts or medicine. I believe many
>>> things were preserved in honey by just drowning the fruit, whole or
>>> sqozed? I'll look up in a book I have somewheres. One of the books on our
>>> FAQ book list is about preserving in honey.
>>> Nice thread, serene, getting us out of our comfort zones.
>>> Edrena
>>>
>>>
>> Well, proves you too can be wrong Edrena. I'm not a only a Native Texan
>> but a Native American. Bred and born in Texas called it home until 1988
>> when we moved to Loosyanna. Still think of it as home and, if I ever win
>> the lottery, will move back there just to be closer to our descendants.
>> Both my sisters, several nieces and nephews and a whole slew of cousins
>> still live there.
>>
>> I learned early on in the Middle East a valuable truism for expatriates in
>> third world countries. "DON'T EAT ANYTHING GREEN" and "DON'T EAT IT IF YOU
>> DON'T KNOW WHAT IT IS." I ate the goat brains and eyeball nerves but not
>> the honeyed lemons.
>>
>> George
>
> My folks came over after the 'taties spoiled. I guess we been trying to
> preserve stuff ever since.
> Edrena, never was a native anything. Was a hippie, once
>
>
I can just see you as a flower child Edrena. Miz Anne and I were
modified hippies in the sixties. I worked a regular 40-hour a week shift
job, she was a homemaker and mother but we lived on ten acres, had
livestock, an organic garden and ordered organic, stone ground grains
from Arrowhead Mills. I had shoulder length hair, wore the hippie jeans
and the funky looking shirts with my steel-toed work boots and hard hat.
Yee hah!

We still garden and I guess the professional lap dog qualifies as
"livestock." I now have a beard, crew cut hair, pot belly and mostly
wear shorts and tees during the summer and sweats during the winter. How
the mighty have fallen. Shucks, I'm just grateful to be alive anymore.

George