Every so often - usually when cooking - I notice that I'm doing something exactly the same way the mother does it. Of course, it's possible that this is because there is one right and obvious way to do it, and everyone else on the planet does it the same way too.
Apart from it being every woman's tragedy to turn into her mother, I quite like it. It gives me a nice sense of continuity, and of family, in everyday life.
I realise that I have, not quite consciously, stocked my kitchen with many very similar bits of equipment to the kitchen I grew up observing. Not in deliberate emulation, but just because those things strike me as being the proper tool for a job. So I have a beige-on-the-outisde, white-on-the-inside heavy ceramic bowl to mix bread dough in, and a Kenwood food mixer, and a set of Lakeland "add and weigh" scales. I prick eggs before I boil them, and I store my fridge boxes exactly like my mum stores hers. My spices live in a box in the cupboard, not on a rack. Recently, I've begged, borrowed and stolen what I think of as proper "kitchen cutlery" - second-hand heavy, white-metal tablespoons and forks, and flat-bladed knives with yellowing (fake-)bone handles. Kitchen cutlery is used only for cooking, and never makes it to the table for eating with.
Yesterday I was making custard (from powder, not from scratch) using a big, old tablespoon (did you know that a modern tablespoon measure holds slightly less, and if you make custard using one your custard will come out thin?) and I emptied the tin. Getting the new tin of custard powder out of the cupboard, I was suddenly struck by the end of one of these little similarities. Never again will I turn the spoon round and use the handle-end, with its distinctive heart-shaped pattern, to lever off the lid - something I watched my mum do at least once a week for years. They've changed the design, and instead of a lid which resembles that of a tin of paint, the new plastic lid is now easily removable with fingers alone.
It's a much more sensible design, but I can't help slightly regretting the old one's passing. Maybe in another thirty years I'll have got used to it.
Apart from it being every woman's tragedy to turn into her mother, I quite like it. It gives me a nice sense of continuity, and of family, in everyday life.
I realise that I have, not quite consciously, stocked my kitchen with many very similar bits of equipment to the kitchen I grew up observing. Not in deliberate emulation, but just because those things strike me as being the proper tool for a job. So I have a beige-on-the-outisde, white-on-the-inside heavy ceramic bowl to mix bread dough in, and a Kenwood food mixer, and a set of Lakeland "add and weigh" scales. I prick eggs before I boil them, and I store my fridge boxes exactly like my mum stores hers. My spices live in a box in the cupboard, not on a rack. Recently, I've begged, borrowed and stolen what I think of as proper "kitchen cutlery" - second-hand heavy, white-metal tablespoons and forks, and flat-bladed knives with yellowing (fake-)bone handles. Kitchen cutlery is used only for cooking, and never makes it to the table for eating with.
Yesterday I was making custard (from powder, not from scratch) using a big, old tablespoon (did you know that a modern tablespoon measure holds slightly less, and if you make custard using one your custard will come out thin?) and I emptied the tin. Getting the new tin of custard powder out of the cupboard, I was suddenly struck by the end of one of these little similarities. Never again will I turn the spoon round and use the handle-end, with its distinctive heart-shaped pattern, to lever off the lid - something I watched my mum do at least once a week for years. They've changed the design, and instead of a lid which resembles that of a tin of paint, the new plastic lid is now easily removable with fingers alone.
It's a much more sensible design, but I can't help slightly regretting the old one's passing. Maybe in another thirty years I'll have got used to it.
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Date: 2010-08-16 04:23 pm (UTC)Your childhood kitchen sounds a lot like mine, except there wasn't any custard about because my dad allegedly didn't like it.
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Date: 2010-08-16 04:29 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-08-16 04:37 pm (UTC)I now really need a Pyrex bowl with a frieze of fruit around it. Why did I never notice this was missing from my life?
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Date: 2010-08-16 04:43 pm (UTC)Mind you, I was donated mine from t'other half's mother. I wonder if this means she can't make crumble any more? Blimey. I hope she had a spare...
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Date: 2010-08-17 07:29 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-08-17 10:24 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-08-17 10:35 am (UTC)I've got distracted now. Some of these old patterns are really nice. They must have had some inspired designers at work.
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Date: 2010-08-17 10:30 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-08-16 04:59 pm (UTC)And a red plastic salad spinner, bought in France before they were known over here (I'm pretty sure).
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Date: 2010-08-16 08:06 pm (UTC)(My nannan was the one with that beige/cream bowl and that cutlery :) )
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Date: 2010-08-16 10:03 pm (UTC)And when I looked closely, it's actually one of the flowery ones, not the fruity ones. I think my brain just edited in fruit :)
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Date: 2010-08-16 04:27 pm (UTC)Don't worry, treacle/golden syrup/black treacle/similar still all come in tins.
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Date: 2010-08-16 04:30 pm (UTC)I have just looked at the best-before date on the lid of the recently-emptied custard powder tin. Oh crap, don't tell anyone!
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Date: 2010-08-16 04:33 pm (UTC)Hahaha!
I bet you'd be able to tell if it had gone bad, because it'd have gone clumpy and full of ick things and so on. Or so I'd guess - I've never found gone off custard powder.
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Date: 2010-08-16 04:36 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-08-16 06:56 pm (UTC)Except for eggs. Which have BB dates, but are clearly perishable...
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Date: 2010-08-17 11:14 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-08-16 08:08 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-08-16 04:52 pm (UTC)I did just have a tidy out of the baking cupboard and throw away several items with BB dates going back as far as 2006. Levering sticky glace cherries out of their tub (in order to put them in the appropriate recycling) without bending the spoon was a bit of a challenge.
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Date: 2010-08-16 08:43 pm (UTC)Let me guess... it has
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Date: 2010-08-16 10:04 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-08-16 07:01 pm (UTC)Asked why (with the expectation it would be to add flavour to the pan juices or something), she answered that she had no idea, it was just how her mum always did it.
...so the question was bumped up to her mum - who was only able to give me the same reply.
...so they asked the grandmother - who pointed out that her roasting pan was too small to fit the whole joint in otherwise ;)
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Date: 2010-08-17 09:42 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-08-16 07:14 pm (UTC)I have a modern food mixer that doesn't do this. As a result, my icing doesn't taste right. Does anyone know a good way to make small quantities of ozone?
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Date: 2010-08-16 09:53 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-08-16 09:52 pm (UTC)Really? Why? As someone who boils a lot of eggs, I want to know if I can improve my method!
"did you know that a modern tablespoon measure holds slightly less"
I thought so! When I was a kid, tablespoons seemed huge! But my modern tablespoon measure seems teeny.
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Date: 2010-08-16 10:03 pm (UTC)If you put eggs into already-boiling water, they often crack.
If you prick a tiny hole in the shell (I always do it on the roundy end, I don't know if that's necessary) the air scoots out the hole when you drop them in boiling water, and the shells don't crack.
You can prick them with a pin or a sharp knife, but it's a bit of a carry on and risks cracking them before you've even started. I have owned a variety of egg-pricking devices of various designs, currently one of these (http://www.lakeland.co.uk/egg-piercer/F/keyword/egg+pricker/product/10897).
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Date: 2010-08-16 10:12 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-08-17 08:35 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-08-17 07:28 am (UTC)It is always possible I suppose that it doesn't really matter :-)
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Date: 2010-08-17 08:36 am (UTC)I suspect it may not matter :)
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Date: 2010-08-16 10:00 pm (UTC)gosh, yes, I have one of those too, which slightly surprises me as the colour of the bowl staying consistent strikes me as less predictable than particular pieces of equipment (like the Kenwood we also obviously have)
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Date: 2010-08-16 10:05 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-08-16 10:12 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-08-16 10:43 pm (UTC)I bought one almost exactly like my mum's too....
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Date: 2010-08-16 10:45 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-08-17 09:46 am (UTC)Yay, once again, not growing up in the UK means that there's stuff I don't know about... and do differently.
Venta, I don't do my cooking a la Mum, mainly because a) we're in different countries now, and b) I didn't really learn to cook from her. But there are other things I do similarly: mainly things to do with crafts, which she did a LOT of.
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Date: 2010-08-17 09:53 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-08-20 12:29 am (UTC)I guess you've never seen me make custard. The spoon hasn't been made that could make it come out thin.
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Date: 2010-08-20 12:31 am (UTC)