I can travel back in my memories to a little two bedroom house in Ropesville Texas where my Grandparents lived, and died.
Roxie and Arzie Martin. (See that ‘look’ in his eyes? THAT is my Grandpa!)
I have nothing but wonderful memories of those two delightful people, and that house.
There are stories about all 6 of the kids, and the poverty they lived through.
Note the ‘new’ coats my Aunts received for Christmas… Santa is a smart dude, huh?
There is the story told about an Uncle from California who came all the way to the High Plains of Hockley County for Christmas. According to my Dad (the first born of those 6) the gift they all received that year was a 6 foot stick of Bologna. Something special for the Family to share with the visitors.
After all, you go ‘all out’ when a special guest shows up.
My Grandma Roxie worked magic in the kitchen. No one could match her craft with the simple plates she presented.
She was the only Grandparent to ever have given me a ‘Spanking’. The crime I committed was engineered by Grandpa Arzie. He was the one that set me on the table and showed me how to lick my finger, stick it in the sugar bowl, lick it off, and then commit the Grand Offense of the ‘double dip’.
For that, I was whisked off the table top and given a ‘spanking’ by Grandma while Grandpa and I relished at our boyish achievement… another one for the ‘guys’!
Grandpa would also stop and play ‘trucks’ in the dirt with us.
They were the Greatest Possible Sources of Cherished Memories. I am so thankful to have them.
(Reminder to myself, write a book about The Grandparents…[another Blog, another day])
Ok, Butter and Green Beans.
One of the key instruments in the ‘Kitchen of Roxie’, was Butter.
If her Cast Iron Cookware was seasoned well, it was constant uses of Bacon and Butter. But I am going to focus on just the Butter today. Mainly because a few days ago, I dumped a bowl of left over Green Beans in the compost pile, and noticed the chunks of Butter sticking to everything it touched…
(I wish I had not polluted the compost pile now … )
You know, you do not have to pour used Butter down the sink to plug your plumbing. But you are washing it down the sink when you clean the pan used for cooking…the plate on which it was served, and the utensils used to put it in your mouth.
Now let us consider the mouth in which you just put the butter cooked/coated Green Beans.
Not only do we have the issue of the Fat in the Butter being brought to a cooking temperature therefore changing its structures and becoming carcinogenic… the fat itself will coat the teeth, tongue… everything… and it will continue to ‘coat’ everything once it is swallowed.
After a lifetime of ingesting said fats from Butter, the ‘coating’ will continue to be stretched, and stacked further and further down the digestive system and end up plugging the flow of blood to the brain, the heart, the kidneys, and the genitals (for the guys that is called ED).
Through detailed processes, hardening of the arteries occur and Heart Attack and Stroke become a ‘to be expected’ event we all would rather ignore, thus making ‘go away’.
(ok. that ignoring thing is a ‘guy’ issue right? Girls don’t do that, do they?)
The ‘plugged plumbing’ is NOT going to ‘go away’… no mater how much it is ignored…
I just read a story of a friends trials and tribulations experienced yesterday…. a ‘stopped up’ kitchen sink, then the bathroom, and the other bathroom. And the waiting all day into the evening to get a plumber to resolve the issue.
The friend had just moved into this house a few weeks ago.
As the friend was paying the bill for over $300, the plumber explained the blockage was a big grease ball. It had blocked all the plumbing in the house.
The question was then presented “… who would pour enough grease down the kitchen sink to cause that kind of a blockage ?!!?”
Consider this…
What if pots and pans full of used grease had NEVER been poured down the sink… perhaps they were disposed of ‘properly’ in a container, which was then placed in the appropriate means of disposal?
What IF, only the cleaning of the pans and utensils were the culprits of the despositing of grease and oil down the sink that eventually caused enough buildup to plug the pipes and put money in the pocket of the plumber?
That grease and oil had to go somewhere.
{{Oh, and it could have been Olive Oil or Coconut Oil. Oil is oil is oil is oil. Doesn’t mater how much it cost, nor how many trace minerals it has. It is still OIL.
Besides all that, it is a very processed product. If you want to eat a whole Olive or Coconut, then those are whole foods. Olive Oil and Coconut Oil are not really foods.}}
Think back to the last time you ate something cooked in oil… or a Salad covered with a Oil Based Dressing…. or even a snack cracker…
Take the napkins and wipe the Oil off your lips or fingers …don’t drop it on your shirt, and do not let a crumb fall into your shirt pocket only to find the big grease stain the next day.
Now, picture this…
…how long before the arteries are lined with this residual layer of toxic life ending coating in your arteries … OIL ?
Are you a gambler?
Do you want to gamble that the ‘plumber’ can get the ‘big grease ball’ removed before it is too late for you?
What is in your plumbing?
Those wonderful Green Beans Grandma made for those Holiday Meals had butter and Bacon grease in them. I remember wiping the oil from my lips after eating them. I remember washing the bowl and removing the greasy film …
… it coated everything it touched.
No need to count Calories, No need to measure Protein, No need to ever fear Carbs…
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( Oh, I do not feel a blame due my Grandparents, nor my parents. They were doing what was acceptable and even advised practice in those days.
But today, we know better.
‘WE’ just do not seem to learn from the past, nor appreciate the discoveries of science….
…. especially if it exposes the weaknesses or deadliness of Family Tradition, or National Patriotism … )
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