I never experienced the slaughtering of the chickens .... I lived in Queens -- one of the New York City counties. When I was about 8 or 9 my Mom surprised us with baby chicks one Easter morning. There were quite a few of them ... and Mom suggested strongly that we give a few of them to our cousin who lived in town and had a back yard. Apparently Mom did think ahead as to when these chicks would grow up. So off they went - a few of them to live in a chicken coop in Queens. Since I loved the color pink, Mom used some food coloring to dye my chick pink. Months later we would visit the grown up chickens ... and my aunt would try and point out the pink one ... of course I could never see it. Well, I know I did enjoy a chicken dinner at my aunt's house -- probably more than once -- but never ever put the chicken dinner together with those baby chicks we cooed over on Easter morning. And come to think of it ... where did we ever think the wonderful down pillows came from that granny brought from Glogowatz? They certainly weren't store- bought .... but came about by Granny's work plucking those chickens. Yes -- Gary ... nice memories all of them! And I believe I have one of those pillows still. Susan > From: gerbanz@gmail.com > To: bures@att.net; rosevetter@gmail.com > Date: Sun, 1 Jun 2014 14:10:46 -0400 > CC: Donauschwaben-Villages-L@rootsweb.com > Subject: Re: [DVHH] fresh chicken > > > Good day to all the new names and Margret's memories of the Westside Market. > It took me back into the early fifties. Mom (*1903) and I, giving her a ride > to the Market in my 1951 Pontiac Star Chief - with pride. > Chickens alive, Mama had her stand there where they let "heads rolling" and > even plucking them and bringing the Chicken home to make everything that is > mentioned in today Ladies recopies ! > "Memories are made of this" and no matter how old you get - no one can take > them away! > > Gary (Gerhard) Banzhaf in Cleveland > > ----- Original Message ----- > From: "Margaret Bures" <bures@att.net> > To: "Rose Vetter" <rosevetter@gmail.com> > Cc: "DVHH Mail List" <Donauschwaben-Villages-L@rootsweb.com> > Sent: Sunday, June 01, 2014 9:46 AM > Subject: Re: [DVHH] fresh chicken > > > > Rose, > > > > I can remember too going home with my mother from the Westside Market in > > Cleveland, on the streetcar, with a live chicken wrapped in newspaper, > > still clucking! > > > > I can't remember if this was the era before or after we raised our own > > chickens in the backyard. > > > > The worst experience was when I found out my chicken dinner was one of my > > three little pastel colored Easter peeps! > > > > > > Margaret > >>From my iPad > > > > > >> On Jun 1, 2014, at 2:44 AM, Rose Vetter <rosevetter@gmail.com> wrote: > >> > >> Welcome to our group, Marilyn, and thank you for sharing your memories of > >> your grandmother. I remember a scene similar to the one you describe, > >> of > >> my father coming home from the Winnipeg Public Market, carrying a > >> clucking > >> chicken under his arm, wrapped in newspaper--buying a dead bird in the > >> store just wasn't good enough. I couldn't bear to watch him kill the > >> bird > >> in the basement, but I didn't mind helping my mother with the plucking > >> and > >> eviscerating part. As you love discussions about food, the recipes here > >> will no doubt bring back memories of your grandmothers cooking: > >> http://www.dvhh.org/cooking-donauschwaben-style/ > >> > >> Rose > >> > >> > >> > >> > >>> On 31 May 2014 20:15, Marilyn McClaskey <m-mccl@umn.edu> wrote: > >>> > >>> Since I have jumped in on the Kraut Glace, I will introduce myself as > >>> a new listmember. My nameis Marilyn McClaskey, nee Hochban. I grew > >>> up until age 6 with my grandmother in the household. (She died when I > >>> was 6, in 1953.) My childhood memories include visiting Mr. Most, > >>> the butcher, and the Alexandrias' grocery store. On Sundays we would > >>> sometimes visit with other friends from the Old Country (which I > >>> thought was Germany) and they would sit and visit in German > >>> together. We brought home live chickens from the farmers' market and > >>> she killed them in the basement, making pastry brushes from the > >>> feathers, using every part of the bird. She did not need to read Joy > >>> of Cooking to know how to pluck and dress a bird. She made lye soap, > >>> and there was a small two burner gas stove in the basement where she > >>> canned everything. She made saurkraut,, her own dumplings, bread, > >>> noodles. When she died, I was numb and did not grieve until I was in > >>> my 20s. Then everything came flooding back, the German prayer she > >>> taught me, detailed memories and feelings. > >>> > >>> In 1982 my husband and I travelled to Winnipeg and a relative in the > >>> next generation from my grandmother told the story, the history. He > >>> showed us a book published in Ohio in the late 70s with a map of > >>> Zichydorf and which family lived in each house. I looked at the > >>> family photos from studios in the Old Country and saw the Serbian and > >>> Croatian doubled address on them. They put the Ellis Island records > >>> online in the 90s and I found the ship's manifest with the 35~ pieces > >>> of information about each passenger. I gathered my cousin and my > >>> sister's family to make a pilgrimage with me to Ellis Isalnd on the > >>> 100-year anniversary of their arrival, 11-22-2008. I think my next > >>> step is to go to Zichyfeld and to Setschanfeld where she was born. > >>> > >>> I'm looking forward to the discussions on this list! (maybe > >>> especially the ones about food) > >>> > >>> Marilyn Hochban McClaskey > >>> > >>> > >>> > >>> > >>> ------------------------------- > >>> To unsubscribe from the list, please send an email to > >>> DONAUSCHWABEN-VILLAGES-request@rootsweb.com with the word 'unsubscribe' > >>> without the quotes in the subject and the body of the message > >>> > >> > >> > >> ------------------------------- > >> To unsubscribe from the list, please send an email to > >> DONAUSCHWABEN-VILLAGES-request@rootsweb.com with the word 'unsubscribe' > >> without the quotes in the subject and the body of the message > > > > > > > > ------------------------------- > > To unsubscribe from the list, please send an email to > > DONAUSCHWABEN-VILLAGES-request@rootsweb.com with the word 'unsubscribe' > > without the quotes in the subject and the body of the message > > > > ------------------------------- > To unsubscribe from the list, please send an email to DONAUSCHWABEN-VILLAGES-request@rootsweb.com with the word 'unsubscribe' without the quotes in the subject and the body of the message

Not only did we have fresh chickens from our small chicken yard (we lived in what would now be called the suburbs--not the city and not the country), we also had pigeons in our garage/barn. Grandma would know when to catch them (before they flew and got too tough)--up to the garage/barn attic and she'd catch them, hang them by their feet in between her fingers and come back to the house twisting their little necks as she walked. I didn't like seeing that but oh my what wonderful pigeon goulash they made! The meat fell off the bones. Rose Mary > > ------------------------------- > > To unsubscribe from the list, please send an email to > > DONAUSCHWABEN-VILLAGES-request@rootsweb.com with the word 'unsubscribe' > > without the quotes in the subject and the body of the message > > > > ------------------------------- > To unsubscribe from the list, please send an email to > DONAUSCHWABEN-VILLAGES-request@rootsweb.com with the word 'unsubscribe' > without the quotes in the subject and the body of the message ------------------------------- To unsubscribe from the list, please send an email to DONAUSCHWABEN-VILLAGES-request@rootsweb.com with the word 'unsubscribe' without the quotes in the subject and the body of the message --- This email is free from viruses and malware because avast! Antivirus protection is active. http://www.avast.com