[Magdalen] A la Rescheche du Temps Perdu.

[Jon Egger]

My mother made buckwheat polenta.  It looked like mortar, but was so yummy
with the kidneys and gravy she made with it.

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Grace & peace,
jon


On Wed, Mar 11, 2015 at 2:24 PM, Georgia DuBose <gdubose at gmail.com> wrote:

> David, I think I might have that same reaction; my father was the
> breakfast chef, and often made buckwheat pancakes.
>
> Georgia+
>
> On Wed, Mar 11, 2015 at 8:15 AM, Cantor03--- via Magdalen
> <magdalen at herberthouse.org> wrote:
> >
> >
> >
> > As a result of a conversation with my cleaning lady last week, she
> > surprised
> > me this morning by whipping up some buckwheat pancakes for breakfast.
> >
> > I don't think I've had buckwheat pancakes for at least 50 years, and  one
> > mouthful brought back a flood of memories.  I don't think I've ever  had
> > such a strong and immediate response to food ever.
> >
> > For some reason, my mother never used the usual buttermilk/wheat
> > (or whatever they're called) type, though I think she used something
> > closely related for waffles.  She always made buckwheat  pancakes,
> > which we had perhaps once in ten days, for breakfast.
> >
> > At any rate, the buckwheat was a real treat.
> >
> >
> >
> > David Strang.
>