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Georgia On My Mind Again, Part 9 |
Back to the Farmer's Market and I'm floored with a blast from the past — honey with the honeycomb in the jar! I have vivid memories of eating this treat at my grandmother's house — it was a staple. Most honey I see in the supermarket now is just that — honey. But in our sanitized modern world, we sometimes forget where our food comes from. I did a bit of research and here is what was published online by HoneyBeeSuite.com, "According to The ABC & XYZ of Bee Culture, the comb honey era lasted from 1880 to 1915, and was a time when most beekeepers in America produced comb honey. Before the enactment of the pure food and drug laws, liquid honey was frequently “extended” with corn syrup, so consumers preferred honey that came straight from the bees with no human interference. When they ate a chunk of comb honey they knew it was pure, just as the bees had intended. As time went on, several things happened. Laws came into being that assured better food handling and labeling, honey extraction equipment improved, and beeswax by itself became popular for industrial uses. Beekeepers could make more money by selling the honey and the wax separately. In addition, if a beekeeper re-used his wax combs year after year, he could get bigger crops of honey. It takes a lot of bee-power to make the comb, so providing ready-made comb allows the bees to store more honey." |
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When you look at one, it looks like it was manufactured in some way — not so — it is natural. In fact, when the gourd is small, it can be eaten and is popular in southern and eastern Asia. |
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Red peppers pack the most nutrition, because they've been on the vine longest. Green peppers are harvested earlier, before they have a chance to turn yellow, orange, and then red. Compared to green bell peppers, the red ones have almost 11 times more beta-carotene and 1.5 times more vitamin C. |
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Here is a new addition to the pioneer homestead, a cabin, which we believe was moved to this spot from a nearby abandoned pioneer farm. Work was still going on to reconstruct it as it looked at its heyday. It is hard for me to imagine living in such a small cabin with a family and a couple of dogs — trying to keep warm in the winter and cool in the summer. Life was tough in those days. |
To be continued... |
Life is good. |
Aloha, B. David |
P. S., All photos and text © B. David Cathell Photography, Inc. — www.bdavidcathell.com |