The Chit Chat Chit Chat Thread

seahawk7

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Worst. Commute. Home. Ever. So I started out on my normal route home, backroads. A police car passed me with the sirens on, but I thought nothing of it. About 5-10 minutes in, I saw that there was an accident, and the mysterious cop car was there. So I turned around to take the highway home. I figured my 30 minute commute would turn into more like an hour total. After sitting in some traffic, which further delayed me, my car says "Low Tire Pressure". So I then have to get off the highway and pull over to check my tires. Thankfully, the tires just looked low, not like they had a nail or something in them, so I just took backroads the rest of the way home, and sat in more traffic on the way. So my 30 minute commute home turned into a 90 minute commute home.:grumpy:
I'm glad you made it home safely.
 

seahawk7

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Live in MA, and have been to Salem many times over the years. It wasn't so crowded years ago, except on Halloween, itself. Then it was completely nuts and we had a great time! Everyone was in full costume (I dressed up as a witch). I recall a fun party at some upstairs bar venue, at a restaurant. A guy tried to pick me up, but I said no thanks. (The guy was dressed up as a wolf! Ha! That was an appropriate costume for his behavior!) I was there with a guy I was dating at that time; and I think the wolf was probably so drunk, he didn't even notice I was being escorted around the party by a pirate! :jawdrop: :joyfull:

The Halloween activities in Salem are a bit more organized now than in the past; I think I prefer the less-structured approach of years ago. (We used to just free-range the city, stopping in restaurants, bars, and stores.) However, with the size of the crowds increasing in later years (some due to the advertising effort put out by the city), they had to organize outdoor events, and parties in bars, etc., a bit better.

If you really want to enjoy the museums, witch house, etc., you should go at some time other than Halloween. There's so much fascinating history to see there, and it's much better when you aren't dealing with noise and crowds. Also, I highly recommend the House of the Seven Gables to tour. Nearby that on Derby Street, is one of my favorite candy companies, Ye Olde Pepper Candy Companie (note the old spelling), which has been there since 1806. They have some candy recipes they still make of things you've probably never heard of, while also making delicious chocolates and fudge. :hungry: :hungry:
I'm going to have to ask you all this info when I'm ready to go.
 

seahawk7

Well-Known Member
:( That makes me feel sad for some reason.
Because you are compassionate.

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MinnieM123

Premium Member
That sounds like my childhood. Back when everyone knew their neighbours.

BINGO!! We have a winner. That was the key element here. Everyone knew each other; people didn't move much at all. We grew up around neighbors of families, and we'd see the kids grow from infants, straight through to college or go in the service. After the kids moved on, the parents still lived there.

And, everyone knew the elderly widow down the street, and she was a big part of our group. My brothers used to shovel the snow for her. She offered them money, but they never took it. In the winter, she liked making hot chocolate for all the kids. She'd see us outside her window, sledding on the street, and call us over to her house. It wasn't the instant hot chocolate either; it was the real deal!!! :hungry:
 

MinnieM123

Premium Member
Yep, the fresh stuff we made that summer vacation was amazing! :hungry:
I don't remember exactly, but, I think it was about 2 acres worth of sugar cane that my grandfather grew along one strip of land mixed in with his regular crops.
Over the course of a few days, we hand-stripped all the leaves, cut the stalks with sickles, and then loaded them on two trailers. We then hauled them to the press. Back in the older days, a mule walking in a circle turned the press. By this time it was powered by a gasoline engine. The cane was squeezed by the press and ran directly into a wood-fired vat, were it cooked down until it was done.
So cool, and so much fun...! :)

Now THAT is fascinating!! I love learning about the older farm methods. That was also very labor intensive, from your description. Heck, the closest I ever came to molasses was pouring it from the bottle (the brand was called Grandma's). Thanks for sharing. :happy:
 

MinnieM123

Premium Member
No, me either. Summer arrived in July and left half way through August. I had the heat on most days at least first thing in the morning throughout October. Today was beautiful, 77 mostly sunny. The warmest day of October.

This afternoon the Sun was out, 77 the leafs were falling and blowing in the light wind. Perfect Day.
We took Wally to another county where they have Elk and walked through their preserves, silly boy never noted the huge Elk, he was having more fun walk through the deep piles of crunchy leaves, he was having a blast shuffling through them (and pee'n on them). Great way to spend a day.

I get such a chuckle out of Wally. (Elk? What elk? I don't see any elk!!! :hilarious: :hilarious: :hilarious: )
 

seahawk7

Well-Known Member
BINGO!! We have a winner. That was the key element here. Everyone knew each other; people didn't move much at all. We grew up around neighbors of families, and we'd see the kids grow from infants, straight through to college or go in the service. After the kids moved on, the parents still lived there.

And, everyone knew the elderly widow down the street, and she was a big part of our group. My brothers used to shovel the snow for her. She offered them money, but they never took it. In the winter, she liked making hot chocolate for all the kids. She'd see us outside her window, sledding on the street, and call us over to her house. It wasn't the instant hot chocolate either; it was the real deal!!! :hungry:
That's awesome. And everyone looked out or each other.
 

SagamoreBeach

Well-Known Member
Ya wanna know what Canadians use molasses for?
Enemas. I kid you not.

When my dad was in the hospital, I had to put something in the ward fridge, and it was 3/4 full of cartons of molasses. The nurse told me that when mixed with warm milk, it would clear out even the most stubborn case of constipation. They called it a Brown Cow Enema.

Truth be told, I didn't believe it; but Google backed her up. No pun intended.

Tis true, indeed. The high sugar content of the molasses enema draws extra fluid into the colon thereby softening the stool and making it easier to pass.
So how is breakfast this morning? Prunes anyone?
-T
 

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