Do you ever get the feeling that the world is trying to gaslight you?
All through my childhood, teen years, young adulthood and old adulthood, there was a smoked meat–my Mom called it a “cottage ham”. It was a smoked pork butt. It was really delicious. You would simmer it in a great deal of water (to draw out the excess salt) and then in the last half hour or so put in some potatoes, carrots –whatever took your fancy. It was a wonderful meal for a cold winter night. Satisfying, hearty and just great.
Try and find one now. I double dog dare you.
Lee and I even had it occasionally–not too often as he didn’t like it as much as I did. They began to disappear a few years ago. I went on an online hunt today looking for it and could not really find it. I found a form to fill out for one company which was essentially a request for your local supermarket to stock the item. They were not too specific and I don’t feel it should be my job to beg a supermarket to stock an item. (Like they even would for one customer).
I’m wondering if it is a regional thing–that they have disappeared from around here, but are in full abundance in some lucky place.
I have one more place to try tomorrow, but it looks like it may end up existing in that land where all the those wonderful things that you remember so well from the past are still around.
That’s it for now.
Have a good night, all.
See you tomorrow.
God bless everybody.
Patty
