On Tue, 18 Aug 2015 12:01:55 +0200, Martin wrote:

I associate tripe with post WWII food shortages and dehydrated mashed
potato POM.
IMO tripe is tasteless and has a slimy texture.

Here you go Martin:

http://www.regions-of-france.com/reg...od-gastronomy/
caen-tripes/

William the Conqueror's favorite dish, eh? Get cooking!

I hope you won't mind if I don't have any, I just ate.


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On 18 Aug 2015 10:41:40 GMT, Emery Davis wrote:

On Tue, 18 Aug 2015 12:01:55 +0200, Martin wrote:

I associate tripe with post WWII food shortages and dehydrated mashed
potato POM.
IMO tripe is tasteless and has a slimy texture.

Here you go Martin:

http://www.regions-of-france.com/reg...od-gastronomy/
caen-tripes/

William the Conqueror's favorite dish, eh? Get cooking!

I hope you won't mind if I don't have any, I just ate.

I won't have any, I had more than enough in the 1940s.

"The French make great sauces to hide what they put in them." :-)

g

My mother and her sister loved tripe & onions in a sort of milk based sauce
but quite possibly because of WWll shortages as they were both children
during the war.
They used to get together every couple of months and cook it during the 70's
"for a treat"
I was living at home at the time and I had to go out until it was over ;-)
It looks like bits of towelling, and that texture..urgh. Just can't do it.

Having said that, most young people I know won't eat liver or kidney, which
I am fine with. I suppose it's the changing wealth of each generation.
When I was a small child, chicken was a luxury food.

I was not born until well after the war but food shortages for so long
definitely left their scars on my grandparents, who had 4 children to feed.
My grandfather kept rabbits for the table, grew all his own vegetables, gave
up his egg allowance to rear poultry himself. He didn't have room for a
goat. He was a taciturn man and my mother often used to say that he never
showed any affection towards his children, he was very strict, but he was
born in 1902 and his own father was very harsh.
I absolutely loved him. My uncle says he was kind of startled by me as his
own children had been afraid of him and I was not. "Let me sit on your
foot, drandrad, and jump it up and down" I would apparently say aged two.

I toddled around after him when he was gardening for years. Must have been
irritating. However, he left me a love of it. He was very misunderstood.
He had to work away in the 30's (he was a carpenter) to get a job to support
his children during the depression, and my grandmother never forgave him for
leaving her alone. What else what he supposed to do?

I hope you enjoy this story. More to come if you want.

"Christina Websell" wrote in message
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"Martin" wrote in message
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On 18 Aug 2015 10:41:40 GMT, Emery Davis wrote:

On Tue, 18 Aug 2015 12:01:55 +0200, Martin wrote:

I associate tripe with post WWII food shortages and dehydrated mashed
potato POM.
IMO tripe is tasteless and has a slimy texture.

Here you go Martin:

http://www.regions-of-france.com/reg...od-gastronomy/
caen-tripes/

William the Conqueror's favorite dish, eh? Get cooking!

I hope you won't mind if I don't have any, I just ate.

I won't have any, I had more than enough in the 1940s.

"The French make great sauces to hide what they put in them." :-)

g

My mother and her sister loved tripe & onions in a sort of milk based
sauce but quite possibly because of WWll shortages as they were both
children during the war.
They used to get together every couple of months and cook it during the
70's "for a treat"
I was living at home at the time and I had to go out until it was over ;-)
It looks like bits of towelling, and that texture..urgh. Just can't do
it.

Having said that, most young people I know won't eat liver or kidney,
which I am fine with. I suppose it's the changing wealth of each
generation.
When I was a small child, chicken was a luxury food.

I was not born until well after the war but food shortages for so long
definitely left their scars on my grandparents, who had 4 children to
feed. My grandfather kept rabbits for the table, grew all his own
vegetables, gave up his egg allowance to rear poultry himself. He didn't
have room for a goat. He was a taciturn man and my mother often used to
say that he never showed any affection towards his children, he was very
strict, but he was born in 1902 and his own father was very harsh.
I absolutely loved him. My uncle says he was kind of startled by me as
his own children had been afraid of him and I was not. "Let me sit on
your foot, drandrad, and jump it up and down" I would apparently say aged
two.

I toddled around after him when he was gardening for years. Must have
been irritating. However, he left me a love of it. He was very
misunderstood. He had to work away in the 30's (he was a carpenter) to get
a job to support his children during the depression, and my grandmother
never forgave him for leaving her alone. What else what he supposed to
do?

I hope you enjoy this story. More to come if you want.

Yes please!!!

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http://www.helpforheroes.org.uk/shop/

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I hope you enjoy this story. More to come if you want.

Yes please!!!


It was a shame that his own children were afraid of him, my grandmother
allowed it.
His compost heap was awesome and one day he said to me "would you like to
see 10 rats?" I was about 5 or 6 so I said yes. So I saw a litter of
very small rats, pinkies, that he had drowned that were in the compost heap.
I was a bit startled. I said "are they dead ?" He said yes, and that's
sometimes what we have to do"

I cried a bit then. I was a tender-hearted child.

"Christina Websell" wrote in message
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"Ophelia" wrote in message
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I hope you enjoy this story. More to come if you want.

Yes please!!!


It was a shame that his own children were afraid of him, my grandmother
allowed it.
His compost heap was awesome and one day he said to me "would you like to
see 10 rats?" I was about 5 or 6 so I said yes. So I saw a litter of
very small rats, pinkies, that he had drowned that were in the compost
heap. I was a bit startled. I said "are they dead ?" He said yes, and
that's sometimes what we have to do"

I cried a bit then. I was a tender-hearted child.

At age 5/6 .....A bit young to be shown such things.


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http://www.helpforheroes.org.uk/shop/

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"Christina Websell" wrote in message
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"Ophelia" wrote in message
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I hope you enjoy this story. More to come if you want.

Yes please!!!


It was a shame that his own children were afraid of him, my grandmother
allowed it.
His compost heap was awesome and one day he said to me "would you like to
see 10 rats?" I was about 5 or 6 so I said yes. So I saw a litter of
very small rats, pinkies, that he had drowned that were in the compost
heap. I was a bit startled. I said "are they dead ?" He said yes, and
that's sometimes what we have to do"

I cried a bit then. I was a tender-hearted child.

At age 5/6 .....A bit young to be shown such things.

My grandmother didn't notice. Fortunately. If she had I suspect his dinner
would have been on the fire when he came back to the house.

"Christina Websell" wrote in message
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"Ophelia" wrote in message
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"Christina Websell" wrote in message
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"Ophelia" wrote in message
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I hope you enjoy this story. More to come if you want.

Yes please!!!


It was a shame that his own children were afraid of him, my grandmother
allowed it.
His compost heap was awesome and one day he said to me "would you like
to see 10 rats?" I was about 5 or 6 so I said yes. So I saw a litter
of very small rats, pinkies, that he had drowned that were in the
compost heap. I was a bit startled. I said "are they dead ?" He said
yes, and that's sometimes what we have to do"

I cried a bit then. I was a tender-hearted child.

At age 5/6 .....A bit young to be shown such things.

My grandmother didn't notice. Fortunately. If she had I suspect his
dinner would have been on the fire when he came back to the house.

Aye, As it should have been.


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http://www.helpforheroes.org.uk/shop/

"Martin" wrote in message
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On Wed, 19 Aug 2015 18:29:29 +0100, "Christina Websell"
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On 18 Aug 2015 10:41:40 GMT, Emery Davis wrote:

On Tue, 18 Aug 2015 12:01:55 +0200, Martin wrote:

I associate tripe with post WWII food shortages and dehydrated mashed
potato POM.
IMO tripe is tasteless and has a slimy texture.

Here you go Martin:

http://www.regions-of-france.com/reg...od-gastronomy/
caen-tripes/

William the Conqueror's favorite dish, eh? Get cooking!

I hope you won't mind if I don't have any, I just ate.

I won't have any, I had more than enough in the 1940s.

"The French make great sauces to hide what they put in them." :-)

g

My mother and her sister loved tripe & onions in a sort of milk based
sauce
but quite possibly because of WWll shortages as they were both children
during the war.

I was a child during the war. Rationing lasted until 1954???
My mother made a similar sauce, but I still hated the tripe.
Looking back wonder why people didn't just become vegetarian.


I wasn't here during the war. I remember asking my grandmother about the
war and where I was, she said "you were just a seed in God's garden then"
I remember sitting in front of a plate full of lambs heart. I said No.
Absolutely not. I refused to eat it and stayed there at the table for a
long time as I was not allowed to get down until I'd eaten all my dinner. I
never did eat it.
My grandmother was really annoyed. I just stayed there for ever until
eventually I was allowed to get down.
I still had to say "Thank you for my good dinner" otherwise I would have
been there yet.
When I was about 4, I hardly ate at all, apparently. So my grandfather
would take a slice of bread and squash some of his dinner on it, mashed
potatoes and gravy, and I would eat it because it was his.
He never got the chance to do with his own children, he had to work away
when they were small and they were always afraid of him. I actually think
(looking back as an adult) my grandmother encouraged that.
My youngest uncle said he was charmed by me as I wasn't scared of him one
bit. I kind of gardened with him every day. Must have been a huge nuisance.
He once said "you see that boiler in the greenhouse?" Yes. "well, there's
a spider as big as a robin in there.."
I blame him for my fear of big spiders.