tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29617239.post5976901427101779281..comments2023-10-03T17:38:35.232-06:00Comments on The Thrifty/Garden Home: Bone Health ..Mrs. Machttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06644129213141875138noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29617239.post-83620369484750910832011-10-30T15:28:24.182-06:002011-10-30T15:28:24.182-06:00I fully agree. My mother would always buy what she...I fully agree. My mother would always buy what she called broth bones at the slaughter when I was a kid. Imagine, back in the fifties there were three slaughters in the little town of 6000, and all animals were local "inhabitants".<br /><br />If she taught me one thing about making food, it's to care care of broth and all kinds of vegetable stock. "Oh, no, don't pour out the water, it's good stock." She used for white and brown sauces, soups and she froze the leftovers.<br />Nobody ever made lamb stew like she did. Still my favourite autumn dish. <br />I remember Gunnar exclaiming when he first came to our home, "Oh, really dinner from the fifties."<br />So glad that you Mrs. Mac keep up the good work for further generations.<br />Me? I still make good stock soup from scratch, nothing canned or powdered.<br />You've got me inspired. I'll start to night for tomorrows dinner.Felisol https://www.blogger.com/profile/12240191154632603841noreply@blogger.com