You know, I think I need to clarify my "resolution."
For myself, that is.
It's not so much "eating like my great-grandmother" as it is "eating foods my great-grandmother would recognized as food.
For example, I just bought a couple of rutabagas.
I tried them for the first time last year and really liked them.
Now, I have no idea if rutabagas even grown in Greece.
But, chances are good that she would have recognized a root vegetable as food.
So, a couple of days ago I hit the grocer, Trader Joe's and my local butcher.
My purchases were:
The aforementioned rutabagas.
onions and garlic
milk and cream
chicken breasts (bone-in and skin on)
ground almond meal
powdered non-dairy creamer.
Now, granted, the chicken base was a convenience item. I would imagine my great-grandmother might have used her own stock and a scoop of schmaltz.
And, the ground almond meal is a convenience, too. I'm sure she would have done what I usually do. Put the nuts in a towel - or my case a ZipLoc - and crush them with something hard. I just found out that you can buy nut meal pre-ground and I'm trying it out in a certain cookie recipe that I can't seem to get right.
The item that is a TOTAL convenience is the powered non-dairy creamer. Can you imagine telling her it's what you put in your coffee? (I doubt she put anything but water in her Greek coffee. But, still...) Not cow's cream or goat cream, just...powder? LOL. Non-dairy creamer, that one stated around 1961, if you believe Wiki. I do buy half and half but I never seem to use it all before it goes bad. So this is my cheat. I buy something shelf stable.
Shelf stable - interesting term.
While Nicolas Appert did successfully ship safe and tasty bottles of partridge, gravy and vegetables to French troops in 1809, I don't think that counts. (I wish I could find the video of Alton Brown explaining Napoleon's challenge to inventors regarding food preservation, but the best I can do is a transcipt of it. Still fun reading.)
I imagine that if I used the term "shelf-stable" near my great-grandmother she might have suggested I grab a hammer or fold up a piece of cardboard and put it under the table leg.(Apparently matchbooks were patented in 1892. In case you were wondering.)
So, for lunch today I have a bowl of soup very similar to Olive Garden's Zuppa Toscana.
Good stuff, Maynard.