Re: [Felvtalk] Chicken feathers, etc
Lee, I loved hearing about your grandmother. I absolutely adored my grandparents, and in the 1940's they had a large farm with cows, horses, chickens, ducks etc. Their house was a big 20 room victorian and had 5 stories counting the basement, first floor, second floor, a full third floor and a big attic. My cousins and I could play hide and go seek and not find each other for hours! You and I are both fortunate to have had such wonderful grandparents. Mine have been gone for many many years, but I still miss them. Lorrie On 09-15, Lee Evans wrote: This was a long time ago, in the 1950's when there were still private butchers and my grandmother would buy her chickens from the butcher who would pluck them there in the store so some feathers were always left on. Yes, she was from Odessa, Russia and only spoke German and Russian. She would tell me (in German and broken English) that the coffee was a French recipe. My grandfather had traveled all the way from France across Europe to Russia. He was an itinerant philosophy professor and taught his way across Europe at Universities. The French coffee was probably his idea. I was too young to drink coffee but it was traditional to put some in my milk. Then I would watch the coffee grains float. I loved my grandmother. She was very kind to me and I loved visiting her because I could go through the mysterious wardrobes and inspect the dresses and hats my aunt created. The building was in an ethnic neighborhood in New York City, the doors were never locked and people of every color and language were constantly walking in and out, as were dogs and cats from the area. I picked up a rudimentary understanding of quite a few languages before I was a teenager. There were always strangers in the apartment having coffee or a meal and conversations with my grandmother or my uncle and always some dog or cat being fed in the hallway. __ ___ Felvtalk mailing list Felvtalk@felineleukemia.org http://felineleukemia.org/mailman/listinfo/felvtalk_felineleukemia.org
Re: [Felvtalk] Chicken feathers, etc
It wasn't exactly a farm for me. It was a tenement in New York. My uncle purchased it from the owner because the owner kept raising the rent. My uncles saved enough money to purchase the building, a 5 story affair with tenants from all over the world and of all colors. Some were nice, some were contentious, some were awful but everyone seemed to live together in relative harmony. My grandfather passed away when I was 6 years old. I only saw him once, from down the hallway in the apartment. He stood outside of his room and I stood outside the living room. We stared at each other. I said, Hello and he nodded his head at me, then went back into his room. I asked my mother later who that man was and she said, That's your grandfather. I had no concept that a grandfather was supposed to be friendly. He was a philosophy professor with not much use for children, but he wasn't mean, just not very well. Yes, the days of leaving doors open and having all the neighborhood wandering in and out of the house are over forever. It's sad that I did not appreciate life as it was then because I was too young and took it for granted that this was the way things would always be. As I grew older, the world grew more dangerous until locks and bolts and burglar alarms were the only things left between us and the outside world. However, I live in a nice place now. My neighbor just put up a fence because he intends to get a cow. His roosters wake me up in the morning and my peacock shares food with my two outside cats. The inside cats are relatively happy and I have two enclosed areas for special needs cats. Not as bad as it could be. From: Lorrie felineres...@frontier.com To: felvtalk@felineleukemia.org Sent: Tuesday, September 17, 2013 8:12 AM Subject: Re: [Felvtalk] Chicken feathers, etc Lee, I loved hearing about your grandmother. I absolutely adored my grandparents, and in the 1940's they had a large farm with cows, horses, chickens, ducks etc. Their house was a big 20 room victorian and had 5 stories counting the basement, first floor, second floor, a full third floor and a big attic. My cousins and I could play hide and go seek and not find each other for hours! You and I are both fortunate to have had such wonderful grandparents. Mine have been gone for many many years, but I still miss them. Lorrie On 09-15, Lee Evans wrote: This was a long time ago, in the 1950's when there were still private butchers and my grandmother would buy her chickens from the butcher who would pluck them there in the store so some feathers were always left on. Yes, she was from Odessa, Russia and only spoke German and Russian. She would tell me (in German and broken English) that the coffee was a French recipe. My grandfather had traveled all the way from France across Europe to Russia. He was an itinerant philosophy professor and taught his way across Europe at Universities. The French coffee was probably his idea. I was too young to drink coffee but it was traditional to put some in my milk. Then I would watch the coffee grains float. I loved my grandmother. She was very kind to me and I loved visiting her because I could go through the mysterious wardrobes and inspect the dresses and hats my aunt created. The building was in an ethnic neighborhood in New York City, the doors were never locked and people of every color and language were constantly walking in and out, as were dogs and cats from the area. I picked up a rudimentary understanding of quite a few languages before I was a teenager. There were always strangers in the apartment having coffee or a meal and conversations with my grandmother or my uncle and always some dog or cat being fed in the hallway. __ ___ Felvtalk mailing list Felvtalk@felineleukemia.org http://felineleukemia.org/mailman/listinfo/felvtalk_felineleukemia.org ___ Felvtalk mailing list Felvtalk@felineleukemia.org http://felineleukemia.org/mailman/listinfo/felvtalk_felineleukemia.org
Re: [Felvtalk] Chicken feathers
Arn't grandparents wonderful! Some of my best childhood memories are of mine. I was fortunate to have them through high school. Lee Evans moonsiste...@yahoo.com wrote: This was a long time ago, in the 1950's when there were still private butchers and my grandmother would buy her chickens from the butcher who would pluck them there in the store so some feathers were always left on. Yes, she was from Odessa, Russia and only spoke German and Russian. She would tell me (in German and broken English) that the coffee was a French recipe. My grandfather had traveled all the way from France across Europe to Russia. He was an itinerant philosophy professor and taught his way across Europe at Universities. The French coffee was probably his idea. I was too young to drink coffee but it was traditional to put some in my milk. Then I would watch the coffee grains float. I loved my grandmother. She was very kind to me and I loved visiting her because I could go through the mysterious wardrobes and inspect the dresses and hats my aunt created. The building was in an ethnic neighborhood in New York City, the doors were never locked and people of every color and language were constantly walking in and out, as were dogs and cats from the area. I picked up a rudimentary understanding of quite a few languages before I was a teenager. There were always strangers in the apartment having coffee or a meal and conversations with my grandmother or my uncle and always some dog or cat being fed in the hallway. From: Bonnie Hogue ho...@sonic.net To: felvtalk@felineleukemia.org Sent: Sunday, September 15, 2013 12:14 PM Subject: Re: [Felvtalk] Chicken feathers Lee Was grandma from the old country by chance? Sounds like some ideas other cultures might have. The coffee actually doesn't sound half bad, but then I always loved the skin on my hot chocolate as a kid. The feathers? Well, I'd have to be awfully hungry on that one... -Original Message- From: Felvtalk [mailto:felvtalk-boun...@felineleukemia.org] On Behalf Of Lorrie Sent: Sunday, September 15, 2013 5:16 AM To: felvtalk@felineleukemia.org Subject: Re: [Felvtalk] Chicken feathers Egads Lee, I'm sure you were not eager to visit granny!! On 09-14, Lee Evans wrote: Not kidding about the chicken feather soup. She also specialized in coffee boiled with milk and coffee grounds. Then after a while, it would form a leather skin on top and we had to cut through to the coffee. Yech! Burned scrambled eggs, almost raw liver, black toast. I would say that my grandmother was a very intelligent woman but not a gourmet cook. My uncles cat loved the liver though. __ ___ Felvtalk mailing list Felvtalk@felineleukemia.org http://felineleukemia.org/mailman/listinfo/felvtalk_felineleukemia.org ___ Felvtalk mailing list Felvtalk@felineleukemia.org http://felineleukemia.org/mailman/listinfo/felvtalk_felineleukemia.org ___ Felvtalk mailing list Felvtalk@felineleukemia.org http://felineleukemia.org/mailman/listinfo/felvtalk_felineleukemia.org
Re: [Felvtalk] Chicken feathers
Egads Lee, I'm sure you were not eager to visit granny!! On 09-14, Lee Evans wrote: Not kidding about the chicken feather soup. She also specialized in coffee boiled with milk and coffee grounds. Then after a while, it would form a leather skin on top and we had to cut through to the coffee. Yech! Burned scrambled eggs, almost raw liver, black toast. I would say that my grandmother was a very intelligent woman but not a gourmet cook. My uncles cat loved the liver though. __ ___ Felvtalk mailing list Felvtalk@felineleukemia.org http://felineleukemia.org/mailman/listinfo/felvtalk_felineleukemia.org
Re: [Felvtalk] Chicken feathers
Lee Was grandma from the old country by chance? Sounds like some ideas other cultures might have. The coffee actually doesn't sound half bad, but then I always loved the skin on my hot chocolate as a kid. The feathers? Well, I'd have to be awfully hungry on that one... -Original Message- From: Felvtalk [mailto:felvtalk-boun...@felineleukemia.org] On Behalf Of Lorrie Sent: Sunday, September 15, 2013 5:16 AM To: felvtalk@felineleukemia.org Subject: Re: [Felvtalk] Chicken feathers Egads Lee, I'm sure you were not eager to visit granny!! On 09-14, Lee Evans wrote: Not kidding about the chicken feather soup. She also specialized in coffee boiled with milk and coffee grounds. Then after a while, it would form a leather skin on top and we had to cut through to the coffee. Yech! Burned scrambled eggs, almost raw liver, black toast. I would say that my grandmother was a very intelligent woman but not a gourmet cook. My uncles cat loved the liver though. __ ___ Felvtalk mailing list Felvtalk@felineleukemia.org http://felineleukemia.org/mailman/listinfo/felvtalk_felineleukemia.org ___ Felvtalk mailing list Felvtalk@felineleukemia.org http://felineleukemia.org/mailman/listinfo/felvtalk_felineleukemia.org
Re: [Felvtalk] Chicken feathers
This was a long time ago, in the 1950's when there were still private butchers and my grandmother would buy her chickens from the butcher who would pluck them there in the store so some feathers were always left on. Yes, she was from Odessa, Russia and only spoke German and Russian. She would tell me (in German and broken English) that the coffee was a French recipe. My grandfather had traveled all the way from France across Europe to Russia. He was an itinerant philosophy professor and taught his way across Europe at Universities. The French coffee was probably his idea. I was too young to drink coffee but it was traditional to put some in my milk. Then I would watch the coffee grains float. I loved my grandmother. She was very kind to me and I loved visiting her because I could go through the mysterious wardrobes and inspect the dresses and hats my aunt created. The building was in an ethnic neighborhood in New York City, the doors were never locked and people of every color and language were constantly walking in and out, as were dogs and cats from the area. I picked up a rudimentary understanding of quite a few languages before I was a teenager. There were always strangers in the apartment having coffee or a meal and conversations with my grandmother or my uncle and always some dog or cat being fed in the hallway. From: Bonnie Hogue ho...@sonic.net To: felvtalk@felineleukemia.org Sent: Sunday, September 15, 2013 12:14 PM Subject: Re: [Felvtalk] Chicken feathers Lee Was grandma from the old country by chance? Sounds like some ideas other cultures might have. The coffee actually doesn't sound half bad, but then I always loved the skin on my hot chocolate as a kid. The feathers? Well, I'd have to be awfully hungry on that one... -Original Message- From: Felvtalk [mailto:felvtalk-boun...@felineleukemia.org] On Behalf Of Lorrie Sent: Sunday, September 15, 2013 5:16 AM To: felvtalk@felineleukemia.org Subject: Re: [Felvtalk] Chicken feathers Egads Lee, I'm sure you were not eager to visit granny!! On 09-14, Lee Evans wrote: Not kidding about the chicken feather soup. She also specialized in coffee boiled with milk and coffee grounds. Then after a while, it would form a leather skin on top and we had to cut through to the coffee. Yech! Burned scrambled eggs, almost raw liver, black toast. I would say that my grandmother was a very intelligent woman but not a gourmet cook. My uncles cat loved the liver though. __ ___ Felvtalk mailing list Felvtalk@felineleukemia.org http://felineleukemia.org/mailman/listinfo/felvtalk_felineleukemia.org ___ Felvtalk mailing list Felvtalk@felineleukemia.org http://felineleukemia.org/mailman/listinfo/felvtalk_felineleukemia.org ___ Felvtalk mailing list Felvtalk@felineleukemia.org http://felineleukemia.org/mailman/listinfo/felvtalk_felineleukemia.org
Re: [Felvtalk] Chicken feathers
What a lovely memory, Lee. And what a time that was. Gone now! You have something to treasure there! I envy that connection to European (or Ashkenazim) roots. Many of us are just non-descript white folks of vague European peasant heritage (grin). The salt of the earth - nothing to be ashamed of! Cheers! From: Felvtalk [mailto:felvtalk-boun...@felineleukemia.org] On Behalf Of Lee Evans Sent: Sunday, September 15, 2013 1:33 PM To: felvtalk@felineleukemia.org Subject: Re: [Felvtalk] Chicken feathers This was a long time ago, in the 1950's when there were still private butchers and my grandmother would buy her chickens from the butcher who would pluck them there in the store so some feathers were always left on. Yes, she was from Odessa, Russia and only spoke German and Russian. She would tell me (in German and broken English) that the coffee was a French recipe. My grandfather had traveled all the way from France across Europe to Russia. He was an itinerant philosophy professor and taught his way across Europe at Universities. The French coffee was probably his idea. I was too young to drink coffee but it was traditional to put some in my milk. Then I would watch the coffee grains float. I loved my grandmother. She was very kind to me and I loved visiting her because I could go through the mysterious wardrobes and inspect the dresses and hats my aunt created. The building was in an ethnic neighborhood in New York City, the doors were never locked and people of every color and language were constantly walking in and out, as were dogs and cats from the area. I picked up a rudimentary understanding of quite a few languages before I was a teenager. There were always strangers in the apartment having coffee or a meal and conversations with my grandmother or my uncle and always some dog or cat being fed in the hallway. _ From: Bonnie Hogue ho...@sonic.net To: felvtalk@felineleukemia.org Sent: Sunday, September 15, 2013 12:14 PM Subject: Re: [Felvtalk] Chicken feathers Lee Was grandma from the old country by chance? Sounds like some ideas other cultures might have. The coffee actually doesn't sound half bad, but then I always loved the skin on my hot chocolate as a kid. The feathers? Well, I'd have to be awfully hungry on that one... -Original Message- From: Felvtalk [mailto:felvtalk-boun...@felineleukemia.org] On Behalf Of Lorrie Sent: Sunday, September 15, 2013 5:16 AM To: felvtalk@felineleukemia.org Subject: Re: [Felvtalk] Chicken feathers Egads Lee, I'm sure you were not eager to visit granny!! On 09-14, Lee Evans wrote: Not kidding about the chicken feather soup. She also specialized in coffee boiled with milk and coffee grounds. Then after a while, it would form a leather skin on top and we had to cut through to the coffee. Yech! Burned scrambled eggs, almost raw liver, black toast. I would say that my grandmother was a very intelligent woman but not a gourmet cook. My uncles cat loved the liver though. __ ___ Felvtalk mailing list Felvtalk@felineleukemia.org http://felineleukemia.org/mailman/listinfo/felvtalk_felineleukemia.org ___ Felvtalk mailing list Felvtalk@felineleukemia.org http://felineleukemia.org/mailman/listinfo/felvtalk_felineleukemia.org ___ Felvtalk mailing list Felvtalk@felineleukemia.org http://felineleukemia.org/mailman/listinfo/felvtalk_felineleukemia.org
Re: [Felvtalk] Chicken feathers
Well, feathers are protein, but I sure wouldn't want to eat them. Are you kidding about your grandmother's soup?? Lorrie On 09-13, Lee Evans wrote: Did someone mention that Royal Canin grinds up chicken feathers as the protein source in their very expensive cat food? Sheesh! Well, it can't be too bad. My grandmother used to have a liberal topping of chicken feathers in her chicken soup throughout my childhood. The cats didn't seem to mind it. ___ Felvtalk mailing list Felvtalk@felineleukemia.org http://felineleukemia.org/mailman/listinfo/felvtalk_felineleukemia.org
Re: [Felvtalk] Chicken feathers
Not kidding about the chicken feather soup. She also specialized in coffee boiled with milk and coffee grounds. Then after a while, it would form a leather skin on top and we had to cut through to the coffee. Yech! Burned scrambled eggs, almost raw liver, black toast. I would say that my grandmother was a very intelligent woman but not a gourmet cook. My uncles cat loved the liver though. From: Lorrie felineres...@frontier.com To: felvtalk@felineleukemia.org Sent: Saturday, September 14, 2013 6:24 AM Subject: Re: [Felvtalk] Chicken feathers Well, feathers are protein, but I sure wouldn't want to eat them. Are you kidding about your grandmother's soup?? Lorrie On 09-13, Lee Evans wrote: Did someone mention that Royal Canin grinds up chicken feathers as the protein source in their very expensive cat food? Sheesh! Well, it can't be too bad. My grandmother used to have a liberal topping of chicken feathers in her chicken soup throughout my childhood. The cats didn't seem to mind it. ___ Felvtalk mailing list Felvtalk@felineleukemia.org http://felineleukemia.org/mailman/listinfo/felvtalk_felineleukemia.org ___ Felvtalk mailing list Felvtalk@felineleukemia.org http://felineleukemia.org/mailman/listinfo/felvtalk_felineleukemia.org
