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Comment on Going to Market in Edwardian London by Elizabeth Varadan

Elizabeth Varadan — Sun, 16 Jun 2013 19:37:00 +0000

What an interesting post. Good information for history buffs that want to know the feel of really being there at the time. Thanks.

Comment on Being a Perfect Edwardian Hostess by Steam Ingenious

Steam Ingenious — Thu, 13 Jun 2013 17:19:00 +0000

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Comment on WWI Wednesday: Psychical Phenomena and the War by Evangeline Holland

Evangeline Holland — Sat, 08 Jun 2013 05:38:06 +0000

Wow!

I think that any time people are under extreme emotional duress, that connection between loved ones is extra sharp.

Comment on WWI Wednesday: Psychical Phenomena and the War by Elizabeth Varadan

Elizabeth Varadan — Thu, 06 Jun 2013 20:49:00 +0000

This was an amazing post. And I believe these experiences do happen. I remember my mother telling me of a similar experience years ago during the Korean War when she was awakened by a picture of a black-rimmed telegram. Then the idea or thought came to her, “No it’s not for any one of yours.” That day a very dear friend received a telegram. His son had been killed.

Comment on SUMMER BANQUET HOP: How to Become a Cordon Bleu (1895) by History A’la Carte 6-2-13- Special Foodie edition | Maria Grace

History A’la Carte 6-2-13- Special Foodie edition | Maria Grace — Thu, 06 Jun 2013 15:01:52 +0000

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Comment on SUMMER BANQUET HOP: How to Become a Cordon Bleu (1895) by Denise Duvall

Denise Duvall — Thu, 06 Jun 2013 00:58:00 +0000

My worst cooking disaster was a one shared with my mother. She decided we would make Polish garlic dill pickles like Grandma did when my mom and her siblings were young. After asking Grandma how she made them we followed her instructions. Grandma used only a salt brine solution and let them ferment naturally. My mother left the jars to set on the kitchen table and then when out with her friend. While I was watching TV, I heard pops from the kitchen and went in to investigate. There were literally pickles hanging from everything and brine running down all the walls from ceiling to floor.When my mom came home I said calmly, “You better look in the kitchen!” Needless to say, that was our last attempt at making pickles. denannduvall@gmail.com

Comment on WWI Wednesday: Psychical Phenomena and the War by hels

hels — Thu, 06 Jun 2013 00:51:00 +0000

Sorry for the repetition. I will try using the Comments space again.

It seemed inevitable that lonely, poorly fed and desperately anxious mothers and wives were going to encounter psychic phenomena, including having contact with their dying or dead soldiers. Politics had failed them and God apparently abandoned millions of young lads to slaughter.

If the women at home got any comfort out of their psychic events, then no harm was done. But what if charlatans were cashing in on civilians’ pain?

Comment on WWI Wednesday: Psychical Phenomena and the War by Jean M. Malone

Jean M. Malone — Wed, 05 Jun 2013 23:52:00 +0000

This gave me goosebumps! I have to read the book.

Comment on SUMMER BANQUET HOP: How to Become a Cordon Bleu (1895) by Anna Belfrage

Anna Belfrage — Wed, 05 Jun 2013 19:45:00 +0000

I enjoy reading something that expands my knowledge – and many of the posts on this blog hop do! Yours is no exception, I leave knowing much, much more than I did when i started my read! Thanks

Comment on SUMMER BANQUET HOP: How to Become a Cordon Bleu (1895) by Lauren Gilbert

Lauren Gilbert — Tue, 04 Jun 2013 21:45:00 +0000

My worst cooking disaster involved a crumb cake recipe that did not specify pan size. I poured the batter into an 8 x 8 inch pan (seemed to fit perfectly). Unfortunately as it baked, it rose and rose and rose…. It seems 9 x 13 inches was the correct size. What came out was delicious, but the oven looked like a cake exploded in there!