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National Cherries Jubilee Day

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Life is...

September 24, 2010

Well, you know.

And as Ira Gershwin pointed out, "Life is (also) one long jubilee."

Amazing how today's subject is a recipe

In case you didn't know, it's National Cherries Jubilee Day.

A little known food holiday and a too little known dessert.

Though it wasn’t always that way.

Auguste Escoffier is generally credited with preparing this dramatic dish for either Queen Victoria's Golden Jubilee of 1887 or the Diamond Jubilee in 1897.

So how do you make it?

Very carefully.

Flambé, meaning "flamed" in French, is a cooking procedure in which warmed alcohol is added to a hot pan to create a burst of flames that usually changes the chemistry of the dish itself.

No need to use fresh cherries, since they're not in season anyway.

Bing cherries in a can are fine. Since after the kirsch or brandy hits them they really don't know who they are.

Anyway, this entire concoction of flamed alcohol, juice, sugar, and cornstarch is served over vanilla ice cream.

What could be bad?

Once you perfect your flambé, (and do read these safety precautions) without setting fire to the house or setting off your smoke alarm, there will be no end of flaming desserts in your repertoire from Bananas Foster, flamed in dark rum to Pêches Louis, flamed in whiskey.

So where do cherries come from?

Yes, cherry trees are the correct answer.

Originally found all over Europe and in Rome as early as 72 BC — eventually brought to America by ship with early settlers in the 1600s.

Cherry trees, and there are many varieties, flourished along the Saint Lawrence River and into the Great Lakes area, and later wound up in George Washington’s backyard.

Where little George told his father, who was eyeing the remains of a small cherry tree, "I cannot tell a lie, father, you know I cannot tell a lie!"

Even thought the story may have been fabricated entirely by author, Mason Locke Weems in his “Life and Memorable Actions of George Washington,” cherries do teach us valuable lessons.

Wise, also, to remember that life is a jubilee, whether you add cherries or not.

J. Peterman


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September 24, 2010 12:11 AM
Com-100Com-300Com-500First-comHr-1Hr-10Hr-5 lotlot said...

Cherry vanilla ice cream, the flavor of the gods.

September 24, 2010 12:26 AM
4224 10photoviews10videoviewsCom-100Com-300Com-500First-comFirst-photoFirst-reviewFirst-videoHr-1Hr-10Hr-5 RoadYacht said...

maraschino cherries last forever   really

September 24, 2010 12:41 AM
10photoviewsCom-100Com-300Com-500First-comFirst-photoFirst-reviewFirst-videoHr-1Hr-10Hr-5 Lynn830 said...

I'll take rum raisin ice creanm if you please.

September 24, 2010 12:48 AM
13091 10photoviewsCom-100Com-300Com-500First-comFirst-photoHr-1Hr-10Hr-5 janej78 said...

I saw that bowl of cherries and my heart raced a little as I got excited. Yep, I get excited over cherries. Cherries are my all time favorite fruit. I can eat cherries like there's no tomorrow. Bing cherries are the best. I go through pounds and pounds during cherry season. In Germany when I was 3, I practically lived in the cherry tree in our back yard. I've seen pictures of me sitting in the tree eating cherries. What a beautiful, delicious fruit.

September 24, 2010 3:28 AM
10photoviews10videoviewsCom-100Com-300Com-500First-comFirst-photoFirst-videoHr-1Hr-10Hr-5 Stoney said...

This is tugging a me a little: bad luck made it impossible for our oldest grandson and I to go on our annual end of summer Door County excursion during which we buy five pounds of fresh tart cherries and two-and- a-half gallons of pitted frozen ones.

They are eaten as is, on cereal, ice cream or baked in freehand pastry tarts with just the smallest amount of sugar.

That, in turn, reminded me that on a recent day, I spoke with my younger brother, who has been shot with malice aforethought, twice and two different friends who have each been shot accidentally once and of the cherry orchard lady who told us that she had shot some one accidentally and some one intentionally; same man, same day.

She had been back east to settle her late parent's estate and clear out their house when an estranged former partner had shown up slobbering drunk and had taken a small caliber bullet in the foot during a struggle over his gun.

The second one, in the other foot, came about when, in an outburst of frankness, brought on by pain and anger, he told her of his plan to burn the place with her in it.

The authorities had taken the generous view that the guy stood, or maybe writhed, in violation of probation from another sentence and had him treated and locked up with no charges.

It was all so sensible to her that there didn't seem any point in trying to explain that there are probably not all that many jurisdictions where it would have gone so smoothly.

I hope we can get back up there soon although that lady is almost sure to be retired.

September 24, 2010 3:33 AM
Myself 10photoviews10videoviewsCom-100Com-300Com-500First-comFirst-photoFirst-reviewFirst-videoHr-1Hr-10Hr-5 Spring Fragrance said...

Jane! My heart skipped a beat too! My favourite temperate climate fruit is cherries too!!! I love them and can eat them forever. RY, I've heard that about maraschino cherries, that they last forever if left in the jar. There's also a story that they take 7 years to digest...that must be untrue for everything that cannot be digested just gets passed out anyway.
A friend here who au paired in Switzerland yonks ago told the story of how the locals in that village, who didnt speak much english, ate everything, pips and all. When she communicated to express surprise at that, they haltingly told her it "sings" when they go to the toilet....and to make sure she understood, they went "ping ping ping"... 
Can anyone do that trick of tying the stem of the cherry from your cocktail in your mouth? Neat club trick which my son can
Yay!! TGIF !!!

September 24, 2010 3:54 AM
Stage_2 10photoviewsCom-100Com-300Com-500First-comFirst-photoHr-1Hr-10Hr-5 JALOPKIN said...

MISS JANE:  Seems being "Up a Tree" isn't always so bad ......
STONEY:  I'm guessing Mr. Rogers never got around to your Neighborhood !!!  What an interesting Lot ... Plenty of Cannon Fodder for the astute Raconteur ... What a Blessing !!!
SPRING:  Give a thought to your Friend's having enjoyed her Cherries in the form of, Kirsch .......  As it gets older, it becomes some kick-ass stuff !!!

September 24, 2010 4:23 AM
10photoviews10videoviewsCom-100Com-300Com-500First-comFirst-photoFirst-videoHr-1Hr-10Hr-5 Stoney said...

The ice cream factory where I worked as a very young man made two kinds of cherry ice cream.
Cherry vanilla, which was done around Washington's birthday, with dark bings and every day cherry ice cream which was made with maraschino cherries.
It was instructive that no ice cream maker ever ate the latter.
When I asked why, Wally set a five gallon tin with about an inch of thawed cherries and liquid (it couldn't really be called juice) in a corner of the garage.
In a day or two, it had all but eaten its way through the sides but not the bottom of the container.
Nuff said.

September 24, 2010 5:51 AM
Com-100Com-300Com-500First-comHr-1Hr-10Hr-5 lotlot said...

Cherry Mash, the candy.

It is getting more difficult to find in our neck of the woods.

But I do find it, of all places, at my favorite hardware store.

Lucky me.

September 24, 2010 6:01 AM
Com-100Com-300Com-500First-comHr-1Hr-10Hr-5 lotlot said...

I always enjoy seeing the cherry trees on the Tidal Basin on trips to Washington, D.C.

September 24, 2010 6:20 AM
Com-100Com-300Com-500First-comHr-1 bebe said...

STONEY........... weird & strange story............. you just never know...........
JANE & SF....... my favorite fruit is cherries. They are the best & every summer when we went to Michian for vacation we would eat great quantities. They are my favorite pie & the only fruit I really like in desserts.
LOTLOT........... cherry vanilla icecream.........deliciousness to the nth power..............
IVAN, LYNN, & RY....... top o' the morning to you gentlemen.........

September 24, 2010 6:45 AM
10photoviewsCom-100Com-300Com-500First-comFirst-photoFirst-reviewFirst-videoHr-1Hr-10Hr-5 Lynn830 said...

Having made my entry above just after midnight, I am now up again.  Cherries are amazing.  We planted a Yoshino cherry tree in our front yard about six years ago.  That is a Japanese ornamental that bears no edible fruit.  The birds love what it does bear, so that is fine.  What it does produce, of course, is what lotlot saw - a veritable cloud of white blossoms.  Cherry trees grow a lot faster than I would have expected.  The tree is now about 20 feet tall, and the branches grow out several feet each year.  Springtime is enchantment time.  We planted a second Yoshino three years ago in the side yard, and it is coming along well.  We also planted three dwarf cherry trees.  Its fruit, while edible, goes to the birds.  But they are fine companions and the sacrifice is small in exchange.
I think I have not seen a flaming dessert in years.  And no flaming skewers of meat, held high by a waiter marching across the restaurant in wondrous pageantry.  Crepe Suzette, that wonderful mix of brandy, butter, citrus and sugar flavoring tender crepes, is no where to seen.  If it were offered, someone would complain that the crepes were not whole wheat and the sauce had high cholesterol.  Cherries flambé sounds grand.  With a decent vanilla ice cream, of course.  I haven't even seen baked Alaska which is simpler but delicious (a whole brick of vanilla ice cream covered with a meringue, placed on a wooden board, and baked at a quick 425ºF until the meringue is done but the ice cream still frozen.  It is sometimes flamed with dark rum, another dramatic dessert.
I was doing a Shutterfly book for an elderly aunt's Christmas present last year, and asked my son who is a cook and lives in Albuquerque to have some pictures done showing him cooking.  He did it at home, and had put brandy into a copper sauté pan and flamed it so great gouts of flame shot up, making some wonderfully dramatic pictures.  My aunt, who has no computer, was enchanted by the book.  The book included the trips my wife and I had taken to Ireland and China, and my daughter's half year of studies in Beijing, and her vacation during semester break in Inner Mongolia (including pictures of her riding a Bactrian camel).

September 24, 2010 6:46 AM
Com-100Com-300Com-500First-comHr-1Hr-10Hr-5 lotlot said...

bebe, we always have cherry vanilla ice cream in the freezer.

Think i will have a bowl or two or three for breakfast.

September 24, 2010 6:48 AM
Com-100Com-300Com-500First-comHr-1Hr-10Hr-5 hazel leese said...

I have 3 cherry trees & enjoy the blossom in the spring. The birds eat all the cherries & I have to get mine at the farmers market. The local fruit & veg shop has a big display of goodies on the sidewalk. A blackbird nests nearby & they just help themselves to cherries, grapes or whatever other tasty things are on display.
Cherrry flavoured Coke - yuk! I convinced my son that dental care was vital by putting one of his tooth-fairy teeth into a glass of Coke. Took 48 hours to dissolve completely.
Last time I visited my friend in hospital, I took cherries & we had a pip-spitting competiton, using a paper cup from the machine that pretends to make tea & coffee but produces a warm khaki liquid that makes you lose the will to live. I said "Life is a bowl of cherries" & she said "Sometimes it's a bowl of toe nail clippings"

September 24, 2010 6:50 AM
10photoviewsCom-100Com-300Com-500First-comFirst-photoFirst-reviewFirst-videoHr-1Hr-10Hr-5 Lynn830 said...

These shriveled seeds we plant,
corn kernel, dried bean,
poke into loosened soil,
cover over with measured fingertips
These T-shirts we fold into
perfect white squares
These tortillas we slice and fry to crisp strips
This rich egg scrambled in a gray clay bowl
This bed whose covers I straighten
smoothing edges till blue quilt fits brown blanket
and nothing hangs out
This envelope I address
so the name balances like a cloud
in the center of sky
This page I type and retype
This table I dust till the scarred wood shines
This bundle of clothes I wash and hang and wash again
like flags we share, a country so close
no one needs to name it
The days are nouns:  touch them
The hands are churches that worship the world
Naomi Shihab Nye
The Words Under the Words

September 24, 2010 7:08 AM
Com-100Com-300Com-500First-comHr-1Hr-10Hr-5 hazel leese said...

Spring Fragrance~ The idea of machine gunning the toilet pan with cherry stones will make me smile all day.

September 24, 2010 7:47 AM
Me_and_dave 10photoviews10videoviewsCom-100Com-300Com-500First-comFirst-photoFirst-videoHr-1Hr-10Hr-5 Andy said...

Ben and Jerry's Cherry Garcia Ice Cream ... mmmmmmmmmmmm

September 24, 2010 7:48 AM
Com-100Com-300Com-500First-comHr-1Hr-10Hr-5 hazel leese said...

Andy~ mentioned yesterday that today is World Cancer Day. Cherries are high in anti-oxidants, which "they" say helps to prevent cancer.

September 24, 2010 7:59 AM
10photoviewsCom-100Com-300Com-500First-comFirst-photoFirst-reviewFirst-videoHr-1Hr-10Hr-5 Lynn830 said...

Andy - Yes!  Cherry Garcia Ice Cream!  Something that can cure cancer by making you SMILE!

September 24, 2010 7:59 AM
Waldo 10photoviews10videoviewsCom-100Com-300Com-500First-comFirst-photoFirst-reviewFirst-videoHr-1Hr-10Hr-5 Tommy Typical said...

Valentino's in Nashville and Cafe La Cave near O'Hare have more than once prepared what I call Suicide Flambe where bananas, cherries, and peaches are all blended together. Fabulous. The key indeed like with fried ice cream dishes is to get the ice cream as hard as possible so it doesn't melt too quickly and make a plate of muck.    One must have a predetermined route home or to the hotel because the amount of butter and cream after a big meal has one's tummy on high alert but it is worth the risk. This is old school overindulgence and not for the faint of stomach. 

September 24, 2010 8:05 AM
10photoviewsCom-100Com-300Com-500First-comFirst-photoFirst-reviewFirst-videoHr-1Hr-10Hr-5 Lynn830 said...

Hazel - The only thing being in different time zones does is crunch the times when conversation is possible, kind of like telephoning.  Much past dinnertime here is into your bedtime.  I could wish we had someone Middle Eastern and someone native African to extend the cultural array.  I think we have folks from New Zealand and Australia.  Spring Fragrance is a transplant from China to Singapore.  And you were raised in Uganda.  And others of us have traveled here and there.  My wife, by the way, spent 15 years in India, Pakistan and Bangladesh, and speaks five of the languages.  Since our trip to Oban in July, she has been trying with the help of a CD to pick up some Scottish Gaelic.

September 24, 2010 8:05 AM
Waldo 10photoviews10videoviewsCom-100Com-300Com-500First-comFirst-photoFirst-reviewFirst-videoHr-1Hr-10Hr-5 Tommy Typical said...

Thanks Andy for reminding me of World Cancer Day. It has been a year of where I lost my Father-in-Law and my mom has been battling it along with some friends. My wife informed me last night that our daughter's K teacher had just pased away from breast cancer. All have received the greatest of care and I have nothing but good things to say about the healthcare system and the caregivers themselves, especially nurses. Vanderbilt, in Nashville, is a leader in research and I believe we are on the cusp of some really good things.  We are all alive another day for more discussion and that is a sacred gift indeed. As Cratchit would say in recalling Tiny Tim after visiting the cemetery, God bless us everyone.  

September 24, 2010 8:11 AM
Atticus_1 10photoviewsCom-100Com-300Com-500First-comFirst-photoHr-1Hr-10Hr-5 Bert said...

Any  kind  of  berries,  or  cherries,  bring  out  the  birds  in  awesome  mumbers.   Somehow  they  must  network  with  each  other,    either  by  song  or  by  secret  methods,  since  the  assemblage  includes  many  more  varieties  than  ever  were  thought  to  inhabit  the  area.    They  lack  manners,   unless  you  include  "boarding  house  rules,"  whereunder  the  successful  contender  is  the  first  to  grab  the  targeted  berry,   never  mind  that  it  might  already  be  in  the  beak  of  another  bird.....

September 24, 2010 8:49 AM
1046 10photoviewsCom-100Com-300Com-500First-comFirst-photoHr-1Hr-10Hr-5 Willie Trask said...

If I am not very careful, my financial discipline will go down in flames, ignited  by Our Host's bargains offered on eBay. The Keeper's Tweed coat, now at tremendous savings.  Tie me to the mast, lads.

September 24, 2010 8:55 AM
1046 10photoviewsCom-100Com-300Com-500First-comFirst-photoHr-1Hr-10Hr-5 Willie Trask said...

Meanwhile, in another part of the yard... ; Vigorous and prolific... I have only just now learned about the cyanide in the leaves.  Bert, you should see what happens when the berries have fermented on the bush.  The birds start shooting at each other's feet.

September 24, 2010 8:57 AM
10photoviewsCom-100Com-300Com-500First-comFirst-photoFirst-reviewFirst-videoHr-1Hr-10Hr-5 Lynn830 said...

I like this one.  THought I'd share it, even though it is off topic:
                                                                  Hand in Hand
When the young man appeared at the hospital room door, an overworked nurse came and quickly escorted him to the patient's bedside. Leaning over and speaking loudly to the elderly patient, she said, "Your son is here."
With great effort, the patient's unfocussed eyes opened, then flickered shut again. The young man squeezed the aged hand in his and sat beside the bed. Throughout the night he sat there, holding the old man's hand and whispering words of comfort.
Early in the morning the patient died. In moments, hospital staff swarmed into the room to turn off machines and remove needles. The nurse stepped over to the young man's side and began to offer sympathy, but he interrupted her.
"Who was that man?" he asked. The startled nurse replied,
"I thought he was your father!"
"No, he was not my father," he answered. "I never saw him before."
"Then why didn't you say something when I took you to him?"
"I realized he needed his son and his son wasn't here," the man explained. "And since he was too sick to recognize that I was not his son, I knew he needed me."
Mother Teresa used to remind us that nobody should have to die alone. Likewise, nobody should have to grieve alone or cry alone either. Nor should anyone laugh alone or celebrate alone. We are made to travel life's journey hand in hand.
There is someone ready to grasp your hand today.
And someone is hoping you will take theirs.
Author Unknown, September 24, 2010

September 24, 2010 8:59 AM
519 10photoviews10videoviewsCom-100Com-300Com-500First-comFirst-photoFirst-videoHr-1Hr-10Hr-5 DreadPirateRoberts said...

It's too early in the morning.  All this cherry talk is putting a string of really bad jokes about virginity into my head right now.  I will not subject you to them.  Instead, I will confine myself to the following:
While cherries jubilee is a wonderful dish, I confess that I have always been a bananas foster kind of guy.
Where does Mr. Peterman get the information on all these "National (fill-in-the-blank) Day" obscurities with which he regales us?
Now, I think I need another cup of coffee.

September 24, 2010 9:12 AM
10photoviewsCom-100First-comFirst-photoHr-1 House Guest said...

The couple who bring meals here in the Upper Peninsula of Michigan make a tart cherry sauce that is good with game and roast pork and waffles and French toast.
Last years, they sent along enough half pint jars with me that I shared with two people.

September 24, 2010 9:19 AM
10photoviews10videoviewsCom-100Com-300Com-500First-comFirst-photoFirst-videoHr-1Hr-10Hr-5 Stoney said...

I prefer the memory of Tiny Tim himself offering that blessing at Christmas dinner.

Our youngest daughter called early this morning (her birthday) heartbroken over the loss to lightning and high winds of a beautiful tree in their front yard.
No dad power or amount of money can fix that one.

September 24, 2010 9:28 AM
Waldo 10photoviews10videoviewsCom-100Com-300Com-500First-comFirst-photoFirst-reviewFirst-videoHr-1Hr-10Hr-5 Tommy Typical said...

Stoney- Touche- Tiny Tim trumps all. I just do a Dickens reading every year and am partial to Cratchit. Actually some Dickens readings in school settings would be a good way to convey how far we have come since his time. But also how far we have to go. He was prolific and toured the US reading his own stuff.

September 24, 2010 9:45 AM
10photoviewsFirst-comFirst-photoHr-1 Uliggam said...

Ah, the years and years of Door County cherry picking. The family tradition was to drive up early, have a picnic at the Peninsula State Park, and then head off to the orchards. We usually picked about 400 pounds of them and then made a mad dash back to Illinois. My mother and I, and occasionally my grandmother, would sit in the yard and pit them, using a hairpin, until our fingers turned black from the acid in the juice. Periodically my mom would go into the house to can the next batch of cherries while I continued to pit them. When my mom got tired of pitting, the rest of the cherries would get canned with their pits.

more on the honor roll
September 24, 2010 10:04 AM
4224 10photoviews10videoviewsCom-100Com-300Com-500First-comFirst-photoFirst-reviewFirst-videoHr-1Hr-10Hr-5 RoadYacht said...

I was supposed to be taking the RoadYacht up to Bailey's Harbor this very day, but,I am the rescue for some refrigeration problems,and sadly, I will remain. Would have loved the Harvest Moon at the group campfire....ah, there is always next weekend....crisp nights and mornings,clear skys,,,,and thankful customers when the refrigeration again becomes dependable

September 24, 2010 12:53 PM
10photoviews10videoviewsCom-100Com-300Com-500First-comFirst-photoFirst-videoHr-1Hr-10Hr-5 Stoney said...

uliggam ~
That is a... pitiful story. We didn't have jack but we had cherry pitters. On the other hand, we never tackled four hundred pounds.

RY ~
This seems to be a season of unmet destiny with respect to Door County. I don't like it.

September 24, 2010 12:58 PM
10photoviewsCom-100Com-300Com-500First-comFirst-photoFirst-reviewFirst-videoHr-1Hr-10Hr-5 Lynn830 said...

Back when, as the song goes, I wore a younger man's clothes, and was out of the Army and in graduate school, I had a friend who was an amazing mix of Lubvitcher (Orthodox Jewish and a branch of Hassidism) and hippy.  He was doing a master's in botany, had almost no money, and did most of his grocery shopping in the woods.  He was amazing at foraging.  He knew every abandoned fruit tree or those on public land, and every plant that I would consider a weed that was edible.  One weekend he invited me and my wife (first wife) over for breakfast.  He told us that cattails were the most edible plant in the American wilds.  The pollen made good flour, the flowers if cut during their very brief season could be cooked and eaten like corn, that the first shoots of spring were like asparagus. And that was just the start.  He said there was one guy whose Ph.D. thesis was a big cookbook just of cattails.  So, he made pancakes for us out of cattail pollen.  The syrup was a wild sour cherry syrup - half way between juice and jam.  The whole things was incredibly delicious.  The pancakes were like a mix of whole wheat and buckwheat.  The syrup was not terribly sweet, but had a robust flavor.  And he served a lemonade made from sumac (not the poison variety) that had been processed to get some alkali out of it and then brewed into a drink.  Excellent, about the color and flavor of pink lemonade.  He said it was a favorite of the American Indians.

September 24, 2010 1:02 PM
10photoviewsCom-100Com-300Com-500First-comFirst-photoFirst-reviewFirst-videoHr-1Hr-10Hr-5 Lynn830 said...

Perhaps I should add that my friend had no car and went everywhere by bike, quite a task in the endless Midwest.  I hunted him down last year.  He is living in the Detroit suburbs, switched from Botany to Computers and got his Master's degree, is married, has kids, is doing well financially and is still a Lubavitcher.

September 24, 2010 1:36 PM
5981 10photoviewsCom-100First-comFirst-photoHr-1 Rhyselle said...

Lynn, thanks for sharing the poem by Naomi Shihab Nye.  It was beautiful.
When I was about 6 years old, I spent an autumn weekend with my grandfather and he and I planted a cherry tree in his back yard in Baltimore.  I remember that after we moved to Ohio, I always hoped that the family vacation to my grandparents' house would happen in the middle of bing cherry season, so we could feast off of what the birds left behind for us.  There always seemed to be just enough for me and Grandpa to put them on our vanilla ice cream, even if there wasn't enough for anyone else.  I know now that Grandpa shorted himself so that I could enjoy the fruit of the tree we planted.  It was almost 15 years old when a blight struck it and it had to be cut down.  The successor was a Yellow Delicious apple tree, which was very prolific, but it never seemed to be quite right to look out my Grandpa's back door and not see bright red cherries peeking through the green leaves when we visited in late June into early July.
I really should prepare a place in my yard for a couple of fruiting cherry trees so that they'll be there when I eventually have grandchildren come to visit me. :)
Excellent discussion today; I'v really enjoyed it!

September 24, 2010 1:37 PM
Stage_2 10photoviewsCom-100Com-300Com-500First-comFirst-photoHr-1Hr-10Hr-5 JALOPKIN said...

LYNN:   A lot of us who grow Chassidic, rebel for a time and become a little (or a lot) Hippified ... and then at some point down the road, fairly different for most of them, devote themselves to the Lubavitch Guidelines, in the manner of doing penance, thru its sensible, structured, and very basically Religeous Observance of The Word ... Chassidim are more akin to Pentecostals or Congregationalists, without the Pew Hopping, Floor Rolling, or Snake Handling .......
Some of us however, just continue to appear sinful .......  The one thing every Jewish Male is born with, that can't be fixed with a Bris, is Guilt ... Standard Package, Original M I (Mother Issue) ... The first cure for it that I remember was an Italian Creature in a simple Black Shift with Spaghetti Straps, carrying two very dry Martini ... I forgot about Guilt, and purdy much every other thing that made any sense ....... I have a Martini or ten every now and again, trying to recapture that memory in Re-Runs thru my mind ... Doesn't always work ... Usually by the third Martini, something else has gotten in my nose ....... Imagine a Martini made with Cherry Vodka ...

September 24, 2010 2:25 PM
1046 10photoviewsCom-100Com-300Com-500First-comFirst-photoHr-1Hr-10Hr-5 Willie Trask said...

IJ, aren't you glad you got that out just before the sabbath?  Some would say there isn't much difference left to Pentecostals once you take away the snakes and the floor rolling. They might as well be Episcopalians, really, at least Low Episcopalians.

September 24, 2010 3:21 PM
Img_5428-1 10photoviewsCom-100Com-300Com-500First-comFirst-photoHr-1 Capt Neptune said...

Greetings:  Reminds me of a story my dad used to tell.  Years ago, when he just a lad, his four brothers and he knocked over the family outhouse.  That night at the supper table, grandpa ask about the incident.  My father spoke up and said "I cannot tell a lie.  I knocked over the outhouse".  Grandpa got up and proceeded to beat the boys behinds.  Dad, in tears said, "George Washington didn't get in trouble when he told the truth about the cherry tree"!  Grandpa replied, "yeh, but George's dad wasn't in the tree when it got chopped"!

September 24, 2010 3:33 PM
Stage_2 10photoviewsCom-100Com-300Com-500First-comFirst-photoHr-1Hr-10Hr-5 JALOPKIN said...

WT:  The Great thing is, that none of them is an Atheist !!! And at least, Episcopalians like Pasta too !!!
I've been to a number of Pentacostal Services, and even Guest Preached a time or two in a Pentacostal Church in Las Cruces , New Mexico ... When I cut dow to prayin' in Hebrew, one woman exclaimed that I had the Gift of Tongues ... I told her, "Yeah and you oughtta see what I can do when the lites go out ..."  She just looked like a tree fulla Baby HootOwls and staggered off toward the kitchen ....... I have not been asked back since .......  Prolly, I shoulda told 'em all in the begining that one of the Biggest parts of my Basic Philosophy is, "If You Don't REALLY wanna know ... Don't Ask ......."   People aren't really different ... they just show up in different places ... And people don't really change, they simply become what they really are ... with a Cherry on Top ...

September 24, 2010 3:38 PM
10photoviewsCom-100Com-300Com-500First-comFirst-photoFirst-reviewFirst-videoHr-1Hr-10Hr-5 Lynn830 said...

Jalopkin - It is amazing how the "purest" and "truest" religions impart so much guilt and shame!  I know some men who were raised Roman Catholic who can't put two sentences together without expressing shame.  "I'm breathing and I'm ashamed.  It's too loud and uses up your oxygen!"  There are some aging nuns who should be whacked regularly.  And Roman Catholic moms who out to be ashamed!  And why is it that it's the moms who impart the most shame to the sons?  I was raised in the great All American nothing.  Weekends were for barbeques and drinking, not church and guilt.  Not that my upbringing was perfect.  But no shame.  And nothing religiously motivated.

September 24, 2010 3:45 PM
10photoviewsCom-100Com-300Com-500First-comFirst-photoFirst-reviewFirst-videoHr-1Hr-10Hr-5 Lynn830 said...

Actually, let me extend all that a bit.  How is it that I've not heard of women suffering shame and guilt when raised in these traditions - Catholic or Hassidic or Pentecostal?  It must be there on the other side also.  I do know I've met some people who were sexually abused by Catholic clergy, and the psychological damage is enormous and hits both sexes.  A real tragedy.  We men should be thankful for beautiful Italian ladies in black dresses with spaghetti straps or the equivalent in some other guise.

September 24, 2010 3:46 PM
13091 10photoviewsCom-100Com-300Com-500First-comFirst-photoHr-1Hr-10Hr-5 janej78 said...

Stoney, last night after things settled down I was shutting down all the browsers on my computer and happened to read your first post. I wasn't sure if it was meant to be lighthearted, but it hit home deeply.  I wanted to write something then, but just couldn't. Our good friend was shot and killed last night, outside our house, by his estranged wife who then went into the street and shot herself. She later died at the hospital. Our friend had moved into our spare bedroom 2 months ago after leaving her. She arrived at the house about 11pm banging on the door and making a scene. The last thing he said when he went out the door was "I'll be right back, it'll be okay." She was a divorce lawyer. He was such a gentle, sweet person. Everyone loved Jimmy.

September 24, 2010 3:49 PM
1-dscn1106-4 10photoviewsCom-100Com-300Com-500First-comFirst-photoHr-1Hr-10Hr-5 PARK4 said...

Door County cherries are the best in the Whole World.  That's it.  End of discussion.  The Best.  If I get a couple of bags with pits, we eat the pits, and I feel the need to say that in America, they don't ping.  Must be the kind of porcelain used...good grief!  Back to Door County:  if my daughter brings back a few bags of pitted Door cherries, we cook with them.  Make a simply cherry syrup for topping real vanilla ice cream.  That combo is all the proof I need that there is a God and he loves me.

September 24, 2010 4:20 PM
1521 10photoviewsCom-100Com-300Com-500First-comFirst-photoHr-1Hr-5 Shandonista said...

jane - I am so sorry to hear about such a tragedy.  What a horrible thing for everyone involved.  Please know that your fellow Eye villagers will be thinking of you and sending prayers your way.

September 24, 2010 4:24 PM
1521 10photoviewsCom-100Com-300Com-500First-comFirst-photoHr-1Hr-5 Shandonista said...

Lynn, I think the reason you don't hear of women in those religions being raised to feel guilty is because our society trieds to put guilt on all women, regardless of our background.  A psychologist friend of mine (male) says that women are conditioned to think that everything is their fault and to bear the guilt for everyone.  In my case, it seems to be ingrained genetically.  I have said that if I ever converted to Catholicism, I'd arrive 'pre-guilted.' 

September 24, 2010 4:25 PM
Stage_2 10photoviewsCom-100Com-300Com-500First-comFirst-photoHr-1Hr-10Hr-5 JALOPKIN said...

"One Ping ONLY, Mr. Kamarov ..."
I Wish You All a Most Pleasant Week, Wharever You Are Doing, Be Safe and Enjoy, or in the words of Bobby MacFerrin, "Doan Worry ... Be Happy ..."  Bobby was the Music Director for the Original Jamaican Bobsled Team ... (Steelpan Music by Anthony Guppy, Lyrics by B. MacFerrin)
Blessings Upon You All !!!
To The Tribe,  GOOD  SHABBOS !!!
A Sabbath of Peace, a Sabbath of Joy, a Sabbath of Rest .......
I Wish You Extra Fat On Your Corned Beef !!!
Remember, that it takes eight hours of REST (not sleep) for the Body to get one minute of repair .......
All Blessings Upon You,

September 24, 2010 4:28 PM
Com-100Com-300Com-500First-comHr-1Hr-10Hr-5 hazel leese said...

janej78~ I want to say something & don't know what to say, so can I just send you a big hug?

September 24, 2010 4:56 PM
1046 10photoviewsCom-100Com-300Com-500First-comFirst-photoHr-1Hr-10Hr-5 Willie Trask said...

Jane, I am very sorry to hear your news.  I do not mean to sound silly, but I probably will. Do you know how it is when you get a new car? You notice new cars a lot more?  Well, a man I know through work also shot and killed his wife this week.  He did a little bit of the old "they won't take me alive" when the police were chasing him, but he did not die.  In fact, he wasn't even shot. The sad horrible part is that he did shoot his wife in the presence of their young adult son.  Anyway, I do wonder. Does someone shoot their spouse every week somewhere in the US or are there clusters of this kind of thing in space and time?  Again, I am not trying to be silly and I ache for you and your friends' family.  Try to rest. Things always look better after a good rest.

September 24, 2010 5:00 PM
1-dscn1106-4 10photoviewsCom-100Com-300Com-500First-comFirst-photoHr-1Hr-10Hr-5 PARK4 said...

Shandonista:  very true.  How many times in your life have you said "I'm sorry" versus the amount of times any man has said "I'm sorry."  I include me here, of course.  First thing out of my mouth used to be "I'm sorry."  Then I went through the "I'm sorry" (then, to myself: "although I don't know why.") phase.  The only cure for this conditioning seems to be growing up, wising up.  I have no problem saying I"m sorry at all, but I won't say it to make the going easier for the person who really ought to be sorry.     

September 24, 2010 5:08 PM
Com-100Com-300Com-500First-comHr-1Hr-10Hr-5 hazel leese said...

Lynn~ Your Hand in Hand story - for a while, way back, I was a hospital Social Worker. It wasn't part of my job remit, but I'd do hand-holding for people who had no relative at their bedside & death has a strange kindness, those people would believe I was their daughter/sister/wife. One very old lady who the ward staff descibed as having one foot in the grave & the other on a banana skin, in her lucid moments was fretting about her Siamese cat. I conspired with her daughter & the ward staff to sneak the cat in to visit at 10.30pm. I wish I'd got a video camera. The cat was straight out of the carrier, onto the bed & with his front legs embacing the lady while licking her face. She died peacefully half an hour later & the cat HOWLED.
My friend in hospital who I was spitting cherry pips with has taken a bad turn & there's nothing more they can do, except for sending her into la-la- land with narcotics. Jeez, 8 weeks ago, she was zapping her driveway with a petrol strimmer. I feel very sad.

September 24, 2010 5:33 PM
10photoviewsCom-100Com-300Com-500First-comFirst-photoFirst-reviewFirst-videoHr-1Hr-10Hr-5 Lynn830 said...

Jalopkin - Shabbat Shalom!  Say a prayer for us all.
Hazel - You are a sweetheart!  I am sending you TWO hugs.  Good grief, sometimes you have to do the right thing rather than what the rules call for.  And cats know.  They just know.  I've only seen a few that do the feet on shoulders and lick chin.  Those are special ones.  We had a white male cat that did that.  I always thought he had some of Perry Como's soul reincarnated.  And cats and dogs know when someone they live dies.  What a perfect thing to do!

September 24, 2010 5:41 PM
Com-100Com-300Com-500First-comHr-1Hr-10Hr-5 hazel leese said...

Anybody who works with "disturbed people" will tell you that the word lunatic is correct. Full moon - chaos!
My cats would always give birth at the turn of the tide. There's gardening lore about planting seeds at the correct phases of the moon ....
Ye Gods & little fishes ...... GUILT was conferred upon women in the book of Genesis, when naughty Eve gave Adam the apple.

September 24, 2010 5:55 PM
10photoviews10videoviewsCom-100Com-300Com-500First-comFirst-photoFirst-videoHr-1Hr-10Hr-5 Stoney said...

Dear God, Jane. What a terrible thing.
Something there is in certain people that makes them believe that all that is wrong is the responsibility of somebody else.
If they are determined to kill themselves anyway, it would be just as completely over if they started and finished there.
Guns make it altogether too easy and too many of them are in the wrong hands.

I told that lady's story because when she found out that that guy meant to see her dead, she didn't head for the dark basement, run and turn an ankle or get into a vehicle that would not start.

When he said that he could catch her on one good foot and that her body would be found in the burnt out house, she shot him in the other one, went next door and called the police.

He was a very bad actor and they just reeled him back into the system and wished her well. It went into the books as an accident.

My heart goes out to you, your lost friend and everyone bereft by such a gut wrenching and needless loss. Too, too sad.

September 24, 2010 6:09 PM
10photoviewsCom-100Com-300Com-500First-comFirst-photoFirst-reviewFirst-videoHr-1Hr-10Hr-5 Lynn830 said...

Shandonista - On reflection, I think it's not just Western culture that lays a guilt trip on women.  I'm not sure I can think of one that doesn't.  And every culture assumes that women will be the caretakers and labor mightily.  A friend recently emailed me some old ads that now seem both comedic and horrifying.  I'll post a couple in my pictures.  But you are right, many women come "pre-guilted."  And ready to caretake anyone anytime.

September 24, 2010 6:32 PM
1-dscn1106-4 10photoviewsCom-100Com-300Com-500First-comFirst-photoHr-1Hr-10Hr-5 PARK4 said...

Yes, Lynne.  And they need to be freed of that guilt, and whoever lays it on it a spouse, father, clergy, legal system, other women -- women tried to do everything in the 1970's --birth and raise kids, earn a living, care for a husband -- and we burnt out.  It was a noble effort born of all that guilt we had in our heads, pre-guilted as Shandista said....We couldn't do everything, we "failed" at being all things to all people all the time.  I see this happening all over again with younger women who are blaming themselves for bad marriages, bad kids, failed careers, lack of time to care for everybody.  Same thing all over again, and I'm sad to see it. It would be really nice if some group would let woman off the hook, instead of taking advantage of them and the guilt they carry.  We passed the EEOC in 1970 or 1971, and I bet most women under 50 never heard of it or know what it meant for women in this country...anyhow, I think it's time we begin again, unfortunately, and get the politicians and clergy and employers et. al. back in line and behind us Amercan women.  I wonder what it will take to get their attention this time around.  

September 24, 2010 6:32 PM
1-dscn1106-4 10photoviewsCom-100Com-300Com-500First-comFirst-photoHr-1Hr-10Hr-5 PARK4 said...

burned out, not burnt

September 24, 2010 7:01 PM
Com-100Com-300Com-500First-comHr-1Hr-10Hr-5 hazel leese said...

PARK4~ I have no idea where Door County is, but I'd love to go cherry-picking with you & have a good gossip.
Good Grief! Don't know how, but a spell-check has come up on my Google bar. I will probably forget to use it.
Back on topic - is anybody planning to set fire to their dessert tonight? 

September 24, 2010 7:12 PM
Com-100First-com auri said...

    jane j78, maybe now at last the karmic maniacs will let them go.  Maybe they will feel that an action so extreme finally pays off whatever she thinks he did to her in another life, if that is indeed how to perceive it.  Beautiful people's beautiful souls will go directly to the Heart of Love, that is sure.  Love.

September 24, 2010 7:14 PM
Waldo 10photoviews10videoviewsCom-100Com-300Com-500First-comFirst-photoFirst-reviewFirst-videoHr-1Hr-10Hr-5 Tommy Typical said...

I am flaming by the Hibachi after a Sushi appetizer. Dessert may be a warm sake.
Although smores qualify?

September 24, 2010 7:46 PM
Me_and_dave 10photoviews10videoviewsCom-100Com-300Com-500First-comFirst-photoFirst-videoHr-1Hr-10Hr-5 Andy said...

Lynn -- that was a beautiful story that attests to the innate goodness in people.  I have been the recipient of the care from such generous, kind, gracious souls; people I will cherish always.

September 24, 2010 7:50 PM
Paolo 10photoviewsCom-100Com-300Com-500First-comFirst-photoFirst-reviewFirst-videoHr-1Hr-10Hr-5 paolos said...

Janej78 I wish Jax were here.  She would know just what to say.
  I don't give a ratsass about a bowl full of cherries.  I remember a picture
of your mother walking down the steps and another with you and your arms wrapped
around a tree.  I laughed as Neptune talked about George's father not sitting in
the cherry tree.   Then I saw your pain.  And I know exactly how you feel that
pain, a pain that is not your own but is yours and belongs to each and every one of us. 
Damm, woman, life is not a bowl full of cherries and I sure as hell am not
sitting in that tree or chopping it down.  But when the tree falls, my arms will
be wrapped around it and wrapped around you as best they can be.  Because if a
tree falls in the forest and there is no one there to hear it, it does make a
sound.   Believe me it does make a sound.

September 24, 2010 7:51 PM
Me_and_dave 10photoviews10videoviewsCom-100Com-300Com-500First-comFirst-photoFirst-videoHr-1Hr-10Hr-5 Andy said...

Lynn - I was raised with so much guilt that I'm often teased about it.  Our children chastise me for apologizing because I don't hear.......just as Buddy Hackett, upon losing his heartburn in the army thought he was dying, my guilt is something that's always there, a part of me so that I feel guilty if I don't feel guilty!  Go figure.

September 24, 2010 8:10 PM
Com-100Com-300Com-500First-comHr-1 bebe said...

IVAN..........many blessings your way.......
JANE........... what an unbelievable thing to have to go through. I am so sorry.I wish I could take those images away from you...........know you are in my thoughts & heart & take care of yourself.................

September 24, 2010 9:16 PM
Waldo 10photoviews10videoviewsCom-100Com-300Com-500First-comFirst-photoFirst-reviewFirst-videoHr-1Hr-10Hr-5 Tommy Typical said...

Last stop ahead on the Poetry Night Train- The form is waning the spirit appears. Fortune Cookie crumbles.  

September 24, 2010 9:28 PM
Waldo 10photoviews10videoviewsCom-100Com-300Com-500First-comFirst-photoFirst-reviewFirst-videoHr-1Hr-10Hr-5 Tommy Typical said...

Jane- Peace and Blessings. IZ always works for me.

September 24, 2010 10:09 PM
Me_and_dave 10photoviews10videoviewsCom-100Com-300Com-500First-comFirst-photoFirst-videoHr-1Hr-10Hr-5 Andy said...

TT -- I wish you and your family all the best in the battle; it's a tough one and takes its toll on the family.......oddly enough, I feel very lucky.  Lucky to to have the support of wonderful family, friends and people who have come forward to do......well just about anything.  They just want to make it go away.  As I mentioned, I am awed by the graciousness of those who have the ability to speak what is in their heart; to show love, concern and somehow manage to say the right thing -- some of whom are themselves so desperately ill.

September 24, 2010 11:34 PM
10photoviews10videoviewsCom-100Com-300Com-500First-comFirst-photoFirst-videoHr-1Hr-10Hr-5 Stoney said...

I don't remember ever feeling more tired.

September 24, 2010 11:44 PM
13091 10photoviewsCom-100Com-300Com-500First-comFirst-photoHr-1Hr-10Hr-5 janej78 said...

 I'm trying to do "normal", so here I am for a quick (for me) post. You all have been so incredibly wonderful. My friends here. 
 Shandonista, thank you so much for your well wishes.  Paolo, poetry to my ears. You had me choking up as did your youtube Tommy fact I finally let myself have a really good sob session. Auri, your youtube music is playing right now and it's very soothing especially as I know it was sent in love.. 
Hazel, Thank you. Your hug is very welcomed and Stoney, I know that any other time I would have appreciated your story for what it was and probably even gotten a chuckle out of it and thought... way to go..  
Willie Trask, no, you don't look or sound silly. I wonder it something in the air. What I found interesting was the people who didn't know Jimmy, assumed he was the one who did the killing as most domestic violence is perpetrated by the was the case you mentioned. What a trauma for that child. This couple left 3 young adult sons. 
Bebe, thank you love for your heartfelt sympathy. 
Just when today's topic was eliciting so many wonderful posts, I didn't mean to change the tone....lack of sleep, being in a surreal daze...maybe I should have kept it to myself..... I'd rather talk cherries any day, but thank you all so much.

September 24, 2010 11:45 PM
13091 10photoviewsCom-100Com-300Com-500First-comFirst-photoHr-1Hr-10Hr-5 janej78 said...

of course it wasn't quick...I should have known better.

September 25, 2010 6:43 AM
10photoviews10videoviewsCom-100Com-300Com-500First-comFirst-photoFirst-videoHr-1Hr-10Hr-5 Stoney said...

The nice thing about finding yourself too tired or unsettled to sleep is to have a friend or two willing (by way of payback), to visit on through the night as though it were a Saturday afternoon.
We knew more murderers (five) than murder victims (3). Of the three murderers who received stern sentences: life without the possibility of parole, none survived twenty years.
Then, as a result of my rambling on about how we had for decades enjoyed the classic old dog movies aired by a Green Bay TV station on Christmas eve, a bonus for Guest.
The "Biscuit Eater" and several like it went by the boards owing to racial sensitivity: the black people in them were not slaves but were highly stereotypically servile, shuffling ("Yessir Boss") and the term darkie was heard.
A little black boy explains that he got the name for his dog from the preacher man who had been heard to say: "Moreover, the dog..."
Guest was politely incredulous but it was easily proved: Luke 16:21 wherein Lazarus, in his misery, is found wishing only for crumbs from the rich man's table. "Moreover, the dog licked his wounds."
As a guy usually knee-deep in the dogs of the mostly well to do, he will probably use the name or, at least, the story.

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