I used to go to Italian groceries and delis like this in San Francisco.
We used to have one right here in my much smaller city, but of course, even by the 70s all the hams and some of those hanging cheeses and salamis would be kept refrigerated… with perhaps a couple kept out for immediate use.
Maybe by now it’s all kept chilled. But I never died from what I ate back then.
….
I can still conjure up the aroma… Not only cheese and garlic and dried herbs, but bread and dark roast coffee. I loved it.
If I could afford it, I loved to get a sandwich of wonderful, mild Italian liverwurst, which has pistachios in it. I can’t find it anywhere around here now.
At a couple of places I’d buy small plastic bags of marked down trimmings from the salumi, which is all the cured meat, including ends of salami, odd bits of prosciutto, coppa, and mortadella, whatever is left over… And it would be my (rather carnivorous) lunch as I walked.
It’s not the same, what you get in a package today.
In the late 80s, I once asked at the meat-and-cheese counter of a local supermarket (part of a chain; pretty good back then) for scraps for our cat. What I’ve got instead was what you described above for a symbolic price.
Later that day, we had company – on short notice; three fellow computer-nerds we called Toast Busters… always hungry.
It was a feast.
I remember things like that from long ago… asking the butcher for beef bones “for the dog”, that were so meaty they made a fine dinner for two, with leftovers.
Scraps of smoked salmon at the deli that made great soup, or even had enough good stuff on them for several sandwiches.
But it’s been years, here, since cured meats were practically given away as pet food. Maybe it’s because so much of it is imported…
But even those bags of scraps back in the 70s, while way cheaper than the sliced meat in the case, were too expensive for the dog ..
Not that I ever had any intention of giving them to the dog I didn’t have 😁
And nowadays a bare soup bone costs a lot more than I once paid for steak.
No specifically Korean markets or restaurants…. though the fair number of Asian markets seem to stock some Korean items these days, at least the ones I’ve been to.
Supermarkets and Costco have started to carry things like Bibigo frozen mandu, and Japchae sauce in a jar
…
It’s a new trend. But I don’t think it’s in response to a local Korean population.
California has far more Asian residents and communities than most of the US, being on the Western edge, especially Chinese and Japanese.
But we’ve had a lot more Thai and Vietnamese population growth lately than Korean, AFAIK.
Of course, I don’t ask people on the street to identify their ethnicity so I might miss some.😁
Not codswallop or canoodle, and gobsmacked seems pretentiously British for an American… but I don’t think there’s another I wouldn’t use (or haven’t used) right here on this forum. 😁
I’m over $600 in my campaign.
The total for the two inspections is going to be $925ºº so i got the house inspection paid for at least. Even though it’s going to be pumped before i move in, i would still like to get it inspected. Then there the title fee. Doretta, my realtor, says that is $500 at this time.
https://gofund.me/eb34f7f9
Hey there! I’m working on securing a cozy home for Buddy and me, but I’ve hit some unexpected fees for inspections and title costs. Your support, no matter how small, would mean the world to us and go directly toward creating a safe space for Buddy and any future playmates—if you can, please consider donating or sharing the link! https://s.w.org/images/core/emoji/15.0.3/svg/1f60a.svg
If you go there you wont see Buddy. I didn’t have a good photo of him handy so i used Kiki.
And this is the place i’m buying.
Good morning all… I ..um… pardon?
Well, for some of us it is!
It’s actually not that I’ve been sleeping… okay…. last night it was, I admit… but today it was mostly my intermittent connection. Sigh…..
But here I am, anyway…
Wondering to what we owe this double-header of Stel’s work.
…
I was about to give you an earful about Vincent Van Basset…. but he only has one ear.
So I’ll give you half an earful.
….
He was one of the foremost canine artists of his day, even at a time full of still-famous artists…. but he didn’t know it.
After a dogfight with a friend and fellow artist Paulie Doguin, in frustration he chewed off his right ear, and tried to give it to a young female dog who worked nearby. She refused it, apparently having been trained not to chew on ears.
He ended up hospitalized for some time… in fact, he spent time in many hospitals in his short life.
Sometimes veterinary hospitals to treat his many maladies and injuries, other times, psychiatric kennels, to try to calm his depression and mania.
.
“Cheese!”
Nose! (Miss you, Montana)
..
Or what’s left of one. There is definitely a story behind that, and I suspect it is a sad one.
It looks like a rough landing, but very survivable. It’s only sad to folks like me who hate to see such cool planes lost.
There are more planes in the oceans, than there are submarines in the sky.
Histerical!
The story behind this in the magazine COUNTRY LIFE. It crashed in a training accident in Wales.
thanks for that!
…
NYC, 1943–note the long ‘tongs’ for retrieving and stocking the products stored on the very top shelves and hanging from the ceiling
Wow… I want to shop there.
Even the pasta and canned goods are amazing.
I used to go to Italian groceries and delis like this in San Francisco.
We used to have one right here in my much smaller city, but of course, even by the 70s all the hams and some of those hanging cheeses and salamis would be kept refrigerated… with perhaps a couple kept out for immediate use.
Maybe by now it’s all kept chilled. But I never died from what I ate back then.
….
I can still conjure up the aroma… Not only cheese and garlic and dried herbs, but bread and dark roast coffee. I loved it.
If I could afford it, I loved to get a sandwich of wonderful, mild Italian liverwurst, which has pistachios in it. I can’t find it anywhere around here now.
At a couple of places I’d buy small plastic bags of marked down trimmings from the salumi, which is all the cured meat, including ends of salami, odd bits of prosciutto, coppa, and mortadella, whatever is left over… And it would be my (rather carnivorous) lunch as I walked.
It’s not the same, what you get in a package today.
In the late 80s, I once asked at the meat-and-cheese counter of a local supermarket (part of a chain; pretty good back then) for scraps for our cat. What I’ve got instead was what you described above for a symbolic price.
Later that day, we had company – on short notice; three fellow computer-nerds we called Toast Busters… always hungry.
It was a feast.
Saw this a little late….
I remember things like that from long ago… asking the butcher for beef bones “for the dog”, that were so meaty they made a fine dinner for two, with leftovers.
Scraps of smoked salmon at the deli that made great soup, or even had enough good stuff on them for several sandwiches.
But it’s been years, here, since cured meats were practically given away as pet food. Maybe it’s because so much of it is imported…
But even those bags of scraps back in the 70s, while way cheaper than the sliced meat in the case, were too expensive for the dog ..
Not that I ever had any intention of giving them to the dog I didn’t have 😁
And nowadays a bare soup bone costs a lot more than I once paid for steak.
Many Koreans in the neighborhood?
Not that I know of.
No specifically Korean markets or restaurants…. though the fair number of Asian markets seem to stock some Korean items these days, at least the ones I’ve been to.
Supermarkets and Costco have started to carry things like Bibigo frozen mandu, and Japchae sauce in a jar
…
It’s a new trend. But I don’t think it’s in response to a local Korean population.
California has far more Asian residents and communities than most of the US, being on the Western edge, especially Chinese and Japanese.
But we’ve had a lot more Thai and Vietnamese population growth lately than Korean, AFAIK.
Of course, I don’t ask people on the street to identify their ethnicity so I might miss some.😁
..
Meanwhile…. Why?
Do they buy up all the soup bones?
Grandpa! The grandpa I never met, and my namesake (P50Strega 😉 )
That’s my Grandma with him; I did get to see her quite a lot.
Looks like a great place!
Of course it was called Strega’s, right?
I’d thought he’d be P49 and your Dad P50😉
,
Sugar Kane falls for yet another saxophone player…
For any as do not know, that is
Thanks
.,
“This was a lot of fun! You should try it!”
They’re just trying to keep up with the dog.
Don’t want only the pooch getting attention… positive or negative.
Obviously one of these
An art installation somewhere?
To me, it doesn’t even look like AI or Photoshop…
It looks drawn in.
A line drawing without shading or depth. Fun to do, though.
I still like to use most of them.
Not codswallop or canoodle, and gobsmacked seems pretentiously British for an American… but I don’t think there’s another I wouldn’t use (or haven’t used) right here on this forum. 😁
poppycock!
“Codswallop” was one of my Dad’s favourites [sic]
Most of those are a bit unwieldy to use in conversation.
AND IT’S KITTYWAMPUS (and kitty corner too).
I say kitty-corner and cattywumpus…
I’m not too persnickety about it, though.
I guess it’s regional, and as a military brat, I come from many regions.
I found out just yesterday doing a word puzzle that lollygag can also be lallygag. Not in my book, but it was accepted.
That has to be
I think he has, but very recognisable from his young picture.
Yes on both accounts.
I knew I recognized him, but couldn’t come up with the name.
Yes, to me his face hasn’t changed all that much.
…
MY baby!
Much credit to The Honeycombs for daring to have a female drummer. Very rare.
Except for the Carpenters.
Someone will have to remind me; who besides Cleo Clifford is on Mt. Bassmore?
Not Cleo Clifford, much as she’d like to be.
It’s historical figures…
Georgie Waggindog, Tommy Jefferpup, Theodog Rollsinit, and Abe Blinkinhound.
Rollsinit!
.
Groan!!
“Well get on with it, this is no time to dilly Dali”
I’m over $600 in my campaign.
The total for the two inspections is going to be $925ºº so i got the house inspection paid for at least. Even though it’s going to be pumped before i move in, i would still like to get it inspected. Then there the title fee. Doretta, my realtor, says that is $500 at this time.
https://gofund.me/eb34f7f9
Hey there! I’m working on securing a cozy home for Buddy and me, but I’ve hit some unexpected fees for inspections and title costs. Your support, no matter how small, would mean the world to us and go directly toward creating a safe space for Buddy and any future playmates—if you can, please consider donating or sharing the link! https://s.w.org/images/core/emoji/15.0.3/svg/1f60a.svg
If you go there you wont see Buddy. I didn’t have a good photo of him handy so i used Kiki.
And this is the place i’m buying.
https://www.zillow.com/homedetails/177-Siletz-Hwy-Lincoln-City-OR-97367/60355612_zpid/?utm_campaign=iosappmessage&utm_medium=referral&utm_source=txtshare
If you send Susan the details on how to support you with a check, and she emails me with that info, I’d be happy to help.
Good morning all… I ..um… pardon?
Well, for some of us it is!
It’s actually not that I’ve been sleeping… okay…. last night it was, I admit… but today it was mostly my intermittent connection. Sigh…..
But here I am, anyway…
Wondering to what we owe this double-header of Stel’s work.
…
I was about to give you an earful about Vincent Van Basset…. but he only has one ear.
So I’ll give you half an earful.
….
He was one of the foremost canine artists of his day, even at a time full of still-famous artists…. but he didn’t know it.
After a dogfight with a friend and fellow artist Paulie Doguin, in frustration he chewed off his right ear, and tried to give it to a young female dog who worked nearby. She refused it, apparently having been trained not to chew on ears.
He ended up hospitalized for some time… in fact, he spent time in many hospitals in his short life.
Sometimes veterinary hospitals to treat his many maladies and injuries, other times, psychiatric kennels, to try to calm his depression and mania.
A brilliant artist, but, sadly, quite a mad dog.
why a double-header of Stel’s stuff?–
-why not?