Houston home journal. (Perry, Ga.) 1999-2006, July 05, 2006, Section C, Page 3C, Image 15

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THE HOUSTON HOME JOURNAL Jean Rea Cooking with Jean Eating the healthy way, according to Mamma What is eating healthy? 1 am so confused. Mamma and my home eonomics teaher said it was eating good fresh cooked, well-balanced meals that made sure you ate your daily requirement from each of the four food groups. When I am asked if I eat healthy and I tell what I eat, I get a lecture. While grocery shopping one day, a lady stopped me three times to advise me that what I was pur chasing was not good for me. After the third stop, I kindly said to her that Mamama lived to be 86, that I eat like Mamma told me, and 86 was long enough for me. Make a good dinner tonight. Glazed Pork Loin Roast 1 small onion 1/4 cup sliced celery 1/4 cup sliced carrots 1 3-lb. pork loin roast, boned, rolled and tied Salt and pepper 1 small bay leaf, crumbled 1/2 cup pineapple juice 1/4 cup soy sauce 1/4 cup apricot jam 1 teaspoon corn starch Arrange vegetables in a lightly greased roasting pan. Season roast with salt and pepper. Place roast on vegetables, fat side up, and sprinkle bay leaf over the top. Insert meat thermometer, horizontally, into one end of the roast. Bake at 325 degrees for 45 minutes or until browned. Turn roast over and bake 30minutes to brown bot tom side. Turn roast over again and drain off drip pings. Combine pineapple juice and soy sauce. Pour over roast and bake 15 to 25 minutes or until thermom eter registers 170 degrees. Remove roast from oven. Place roast and vegetables on serving platter. Cover with foil. Reserve pan drippings. See MAMMA page 6C *1 f*•SPSR | . fix;. ' mtftji R iTIJiM X Cass or stop by and willgladly assist I JEWELERSWC Carroll Street • Perry, Georgia 31069 I “ 478-987-1531 Moon Pies, boiled peanuts and all that stuff What 50 cents used to buy on a summer Saturday pm A *, Charlotted Perkins Lifestyle Editor Way long time ago when children walked downtown barefoot on hot sidewalks, you could buy things to eat for a nickel or a dime. These were foods that never showed up on the table at home, and they weren’t bought in bulk pack ages, either. Some of them weren’t even wrapped. We didn’t call them snack food or junk food or fast food. We just made our choices, stuffed our grubby little hands into our pockets and counted out the change. One reason those things tasted so good, I think, is that it was the only time we got to make choices about what we ate. I grew up in a loving family but I sure don’t remember anybody ever asking me what I want ed to eat for dinner or mak ing something different for me if I didn’t like what was put before me. So, just choosing was a big deal. None of these foods cost much, which was good because we never had much money. The grownup dispensing the allowance money would always say something cau tionary like, “Don’t spend it all in on e ■ place,” ■ o r 1 “Don’t 1 let it 1 burn \ a hole in your pocket.” But Saturday allowances still tended to disappear by Saturda; night. ft ft ■yilm I Best fay tos^^l The drinks Sometimes, we got ice cold drinks, dug out of an open-top ice box. No vend ing machines. Just wonder ful shards of ice. I was an Orange Crush fan myself. Orange Crushes came in a brown glass bot tle and were, to my way of thinking, vastly superior to Nehi Orange, which just tasted like orange Kool-Aid, or its cheap cousin, Redi- Aid. In a pinch, though, Nehi Grape would do. Royal Crown Colas, known also as R.O.C. colas were a good buy, being taller than co’colas and not quite as strong. Co’cola straight from a little green bottle was very strong stuff back in those day, and had so much car bonation that it would go straight up into your nasal passages. If you wanted it poured over ice in a glass, you had to go to the drug store. There were no cans, no plastic bottles. All of these drinks were in glass bottles with metal caps that had to be pried off at the bottle opener V* attached to the ice hox. The bottles were recycled way back then and we always looked on the bottom of the co’cola bottle to see where it was bottled - hoping it had traveled from some far-away place like Alabama or Texas. (Most of the time where I grew up, they were just from plain old Fort Valley.) The food As for the food, my sis ter and I remember Ike and Mikes with great fondness. We called them Ikeymikes. They were two gingerbread men held together with some kind of marshmallow filling. Ikeymikes have disap peared from the face of the earth, although you can still buy their famous cousin: the Moon Pie. A Moon Pie was, and is, just a big and round, frosted cookie-and marshmallow goo sandwich. I loved them as a child. They’ve made a major comeback and are sold in boxes at grocery stores. Since Moon Pies have some how become a southern icon, along with R.O.C. Colas, I Whether you are dining formal or casual, { .Barbara at Jones Jewelers has the china and crystalpattern fust for you. She also has a bridaf registry with the brides’ pattern selections set up for you to shop from. SPORTS thought I should try one with an adult perspective. Speaking as a grownup: Moon Pies are still pretty good, but for my money, they can’t hold a /i / * . A J?' can dle to a Mallomar. Moon Pies were mostly kids’ foods. Grown men, mostly farmers, used to sit on the curb, or in the shade of the depot’s overhanging roof, making a meal out of a tin of sardines, a wedge "of cheese and a handful Sardines turned out to be nutritional power houses. They were eating well. Who knew? For us kids, though, nutri tion had nothing to do with it. The real lesson was an economic one. Let’s say you were lucky enough to have been handed one of that most beautiful of all coins: the 50-cent piece GILBERT APPLIANCE, INC. 925 Jernigan St., • Perry, GA 478-987-2284 f I d rm I ' ' with Walking Liberty on one side. Twenty cents at least would g o for a picture show ticket to watch Roy Rogers and Trigger, or Gene Autry and Champ, with a Tom and Jerry cartoon and a seri al. (With any luck at all, the serial could turn out to be Johnny Weissmuller as Tarzan.) A dime would go for pop corn, and a nickel for a drink in a paper cup. (Seems to me that it was watered down of soda crack ers. Some of them used pocket knives as i both knives I and forks. I Rat ft cheese is ■ now called ■ Cheddar ■ and Soda ■ crackers ■ are now ■ called Bsa 1 - ■ tines. Angelina’s Italian Restaurant is introducing a NEW and Revised lunch menu. Look for our daily featured lunch specials including Panini Sandwiches and Pasta Delights. Our famous all-you-can-eat soup and garden salad with garlic rolls are still on the menu! m If Reservations Available A • 987-9494 «... 5% - '7TOJP* ; I Jy -.£1x21004 Upright (Frost free) and Chest Type Starting at 19.7 Cubic Feet j •Commercial Rated •Manual Defrost •2 Lift-Out Storage Baskets •Lock with Pop-Out Key •Adjustable Temp Control •Interior Light •Defrost Drain •Oil Cooler Dimensions 35" H x 61-IM"W x 29-l/2"D (Cabinet depth includes door) WEDNESDAY, JULY 5, 2006 co’cola. ) That would leave 15 cents, which meant that if you made your drink last through the over-salted popcorn, you could still buy a Moon Pie or a small damp brown paper bag of boiled peanuts when you left the pi c - X jJr A lure show. And if you settled for a drink of ice cold artesian water from the flowing well, you could get a grape popsicle for a nickel from the little store that was halfway home, which also meant you would have two more popsicle sticks for your popsickle stick col lection. In those days pop sicles had two sticks, and theoretically could be bro ken in half to share with somebody else. I say theoretically because I don’t remember sharing, 1500 Sam Nunn Blvd. Exit 136 iScxl lo Quality Inn ) FREEZERS 3C