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RE: My Rice Story

in #cooking8 months ago

Ahahahahahaha. That's one of the best posts ever.

So. Childhood foods. I grew up in the far north but much closer to salt water than you. We had much different 'limited' food choices. The people in the little (<2000) town where I grew up were recently relocated from Russia to the US, but they were German speakers that got chased out just before WWI. So we had Borst and cabbage but also lots of beef and pork. The English ate sheep. And potatoes. Lots of potatoes. My mom said that one year the area raised too many potatoes so the government bought them, dyed them purple and gave them back to people that raised pigs for feed. She said every kid in Lincoln County, Washington had purple gums! My Dad would neither confirm nor deny.

We had Chinese and some Japanese restaurants around. The nearest city (10,000) had a LOT of Mexican flavors because they did much of the work on the farms. That city is Moses Lake, Washington. Re named during WWI from Nepel. Same for a little bitty place near me known as Marlin, formerly Krupp. Named for an American gun maker rather than a German one... Wilson Creek got renamed then, too but it wasn't because of GeoPolitics, it was originally Whiskey Creek.

There was a restaurant in Davenport that was owned by a Japanese family, had owned it for years. They were 'relocated' to a concentration camp in '42. My aunt said the only good news about that is she got to play the Cello in the orchestra because her friend was gone...

Eat more potatoes, comrade!

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it's so weird when you start to think back as an adult how wars changed so much that you? I never realized. was a weird realization when writing this post about rice. LOLL

Thank you for sharing you part of the USA with me. It is so interesting how History is there yet hidden in plain sight and how it will be lost once we are gone.

HUGS!