"Pete C." > wrote:
> ceed wrote:
> > Nick Cramer > wrote in
> >
> > > Well, belated welcome to the land of the free and the home of the
> > > brave, unless you're an illegal alien, in which case get out! ;-D
> > >
> > > When I was still working, I usta do beans in a crock pot. Put 'em in
> > > before I left for work, they'd be perfect when I got home. Now I do
> > > 'em on the stove, so's I can smell and sample 'em all day. Gladja
> > > learned howta Q. ;-))
> > >
> > I'm a legal permanent resident. Going to get my citizenship soon, so
> > thank you for the belated welcome.
>
> Then you'll know more about the US than the bulk of the folks born here.
> Congrats on studying all that useless trivia.

I wouldn't call it useless, Pete. When my wife and kids were studying for
their Citizenship test, thay found it fascinatingly different from Thai
history and asked me lots of questions. Fortunately, being an old fart, and
having gone to school when American History was taught all the way back to
Jamestown Colony, I was able to answer most of them.

> > However, I do not understand why you can't smell and sample from a
> > crock pot? Does yours come with a lock? My favorite in the crock pot
> > is corned beef and cabbage. I sample and smell it like crazy every time
> > I make it..
> >
>
> Crock pots are good for a lot of things, they're even acceptable as a
> holding place to keep real pulled pork BBQ warm for serving, you just
> can't make it in one.

I don't think Ceed is saying he makes Q in the crock pot (if he is, give
him time . . . he'll experience the joy of discovery), but Corned Beef &
Cabbage (with perhaps potatos parsnips, turnips, carrots, celery and
spices). Corning a brisket is easy, but takes a while.

I came across this lovely related poem:

GOOD GRIEF - NOT BEEF!

I just want to put something straight
About what should be on your plate,
If it's corned beef you're makin'
You're sadly mistaken,
That isn't what Irishmen ate.

If you ever go over the pond
You'll find it's of bacon they're fond,
All crispy and fried,
With some cabbage beside,
And a big scoop of praties beyond.

Your average Pat was a peasant
Who could not afford beef or pheasant.
On the end of his fork
Was a bit of salt pork,
As a change from potatoes 'twas pleasant.

This custom the Yanks have invented,
Is an error they've never repented,
But bacon's the stuff
That all Irishmen scoff,
With fried cabbage it is supplemented.

So please get it right this St. Paddy's.
Don't feed this old beef to your daddies.
It may be much flasher,
But a simple old rasher,
Is what you should eat with your tatties.

©Frances Shilliday 2004

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