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You all can keep the Crisco, I just want Ceila's house/property. The interior looks so "old South". Will have to take a trip to Jackson, MI and see what's down there. Course wouldn't be caught dead in Sugar Ditch!

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@foraloysius

Unless things have changed it is very difficult to find veggie shortening in many European countries. Partially-hydrogenated vegetable oil IIRC is banned in some EU countries. Many Americans living abroad have the stuff shipped over and or stock up when they are back in the states. Europeans who cook/bake either professionally or just like to again often stock up when here or have it shipped.

Whenever one was in the UK or EU found what was called shortening to often be margarine, which is not the same thing at all for my uses anyway.

Historically shortening was any sort of fat that was soild at room temperature, such as lard or even butter. But the brothers who were P&G company at the time launched a war against butter and lard to get housewives and others to switch over to their new product "Crisco".

One of P&G's main marketing points for Crisco was that it was digestible (the phrase "it's digestible" appeared in adverts for Crisco and on labeling for ages, versus lard and butter. It was also marketed to Jewish housewives as Kosher.

http://www.motherlindas.com/crisco.htm
 
Hans you are right it is not the same. Went to the Kroger brand in the 60's when found out that it was rebadged Crisco. No Kroger near us now so back to Crisco. Like lard but it is bad too.
 
I would hate to see Miss Viola's mattress and mattress pad. Talk about needing Grease Relief! How did greased up Miss Viola have a grandson? Seems like she would be so slippery she would squirt out of bed if touched.
 
In Europe

I guess the nearest thing we would have here is Trex. One of my earliest memories is watching a lump of the white fat melt into my Granny's chip (French Fry) pan on Saturday nights - no thermostatic fryers for her, it was an open pan on top of the gas cooker. No matter how good the frozen varities there is NOTHING like chips made from real potatoes :) Even better between two slices of well buttered bread - what is known as a "chip butty"

I dont use this product but I think its consistancy would be rather like Crisco - which I might add always seemed to me to be too soft for shortening.

http://www.trex.co.uk/loved-for-generations/
 
Tom

For some reason, I picture Miss Viola in a full-length flannel nightgown after the Crisco ritual. Perhaps it would provide the sheets some relief.

As for having produced issue, well, we'll have to use our imagination.
 
This is what I would use

Probably because it was what my Mum used before me - Cookeen

This is more like butter or hard, "block" margerine in that it remains reasonably firm even at room temperature. It always makes a nice light short crust pastry - 50/50 with block margerine.

Before the days of sunflower and other oils Cookeen would be used for frying too.

Al

http://www.cookeen.co.uk/
 
NO!

Crisco is not, and never has been intended for "table use." It has a neutral flavor, and a fairly heavy consistency when solid.

The most recent time I used Crisco, my fingernails were filed way down, almost to non-existence.

Real lard, without preservatives and partial hydrogenation (Armour's Manteca has both) is not as unhealthy as many would think. However, real lard is challenging to find (at least around here) Before World War II here in the States, real lard was about as popular, or even more so, than Crisco and imitators- Spry (Lever), Snowdrift (Wesson), Swift'ning (Swift).

Lawrence/Maytagbear
 
Miss Viola

Well, morbid curiosity being what is is, I had to ask said friend the same thing about the mattress, floors, etc. Apparently, after greasing herself head to toe, Miss Viola pops into a full length flannel gown, and a pair of old fashioned flannel slippers. Her mattress still retains its original plastic, (now I know why old ladys always keep the plastic on mattresses). Over the plastic is a mattress pad, and over the mattress pad a flannel sheet and over that a cotton sheet.

As for her issue, all I can say on the subject is that she and her husband only produced one son, who in turn only produced one son.

To quote Granny Clampett, "Jed, you don't need you no city woman. All them city women care about is smearing themselves with beauty grease, sweet smellin' renderin's. Why, if you tried to hug one, she'd squirt outta your arms like a prune pit!"
 
But the prices!

Nearly 6 euro for 1 pound? OUCH!

You could get suet for far less than that I would think.

And even here -- I bought the mid size can the other day and it was...almost 6 dollars I think (I wonder if that is a 2 pound can? No, it was more than that...maybe it was a 3 pound can).

In any case, it isn't dirt cheap anymore.

It does make the best (American) biscuits tho.
 
And now for the funny part..

Now, to be fair, Miss Viola is one of the sweetest women I have ever met, and was a grand teacher. (she taught 3 generations of my family. My grandfather in the one room schoolhouse, my father and mother in the new school the county built in the early 60's, and myself and my brother in the same school.)

Unfortunately Miss Viola has a mean streak when it comes to her daughter in law. The 2 women HATE each other. (a family trait. Said daughter in law hates my friend, her daughter in law. The only thing that makes any of those women speak to each other is the whole, "the enemy of my enemy is my friend" deal). Since Miss Viola's son and daughter in law moved into the back wing of the house to help care for her in her old age, she has found a new way to torment her daughter in law.

It turns out her daughter in law is truly OCD, and must keep the house spotless at all times to keep her sanity. So, after her nightly grease down, Miss Viola now skips the flannel slippers, and carefully pitter pats down the hallway and into the kitchen, leaving greasy little footprints as she goes (wood floors), before making herself a midnight snack which "somehow" always requires she touch every cabinet handle, fridge handle, stove knob, etc in the kitchen. She then pops on her slippers and heads off to bed, lol. Never underestimate a mother in law.
 

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