The Passing Of The Pot Recipe
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Ingredients: As far back in childhood, as memory may go, one household vessel greets me that wasn't meant to show. Beneath the bed "twas anchored, where only few could see, but served the entire family with equal privacy. Some called the critter "Peg" and some the "Thunder mug" and other called it "Badger", a few called it "Jug". To bring it in an evening was bad enough no doubt, but heaven help the person who had to tote it out. Our big one was enormous and would accommodate a watermelon party composed of six or eight.
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Directions:When night was dark and rainy, it was a useful urn. On icy winter mornings, the cold rim seemed to burn. At times when things were rushing and business extra good. Each took his turn awaiting or did the best he could. Sometimes when in a hurry, to our disgust and shame, we fumbled in the darkness and slightly missed our aim. The special one for company was decorated well, but just the same it rendered that old familiar smell. Today, this modernism relieves me quite a lot and only in my vision, do I see the honey pot. |
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Notes: I was ten years old before we had indoor plumbing. So I do remember the "Old Grey Goose" as Mama called it. We were tickled when we moved to the bottom of the hill and had indoor plumbing. Even though it was only cold water and Mama had to heat the water for dishes and laundry. Betty
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