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August 31, 2005
Herring Aid
The world's oldest person, Hendrikje van Andel-Schipper, died Tuesday at age 115 in the Netherlands. When asked about her secret for longevity she advised to "keep breathing" and eat pickled herring . Mazurland will take this kind of advice to heart. Luckily we are well on our way to being centenarians since we have eaten pounds of what Poles call ŚLEDŹ through the years.
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My kids have suffered from their mongrel status. Half-Polish, Half-Scotch/English/Belgian/Irish/... and all of that filtered through my wife's Canadian heritage (her mother's chili had no chili in it...). They are visibly fearful when I challenge them to try the pickled herring every Christmas Eve. Andy tries it, but usually has to suppress a gag reflex that would jump start a Peterbilt, then spits it out.
Now I love pickled herring. I prefer it plain or with onions, but will eat the stuff that is swimming in sour cream.
Posted by: Marty | Aug 31, 2005 3:15:33 PM
Good for her! Not the dying part, but I mean her ability to live simply. To be content with a handful of rules and be fullfilled within those parameters. Not to be distracted by worldly, and ultimately meaningless desires. Except for herring, of course. It reminds me of when I saw an interview with some famous artist or playwrite. I can't remember who. The interviewer asked something like "What recommendations would you give to a young, aspiring author in today's world?", and waited for some profound advice.
The response was not as anticipated; "Screw every woman you can".
BTW, when I was in Amsterdam, I tried some of the herring for which they're famous. It tasted like the sea. Like a cross between sashimi and sledz (which tastes more like the deli). I prefer the latter, but of course I also like Louie's scumdogs.
Posted by: Chris | Aug 31, 2005 3:18:13 PM
Jamie, Matt and Sarah love the herring. Too early to tell with Anna. Surprisingly, most of the people we've had for Wigilia also claim to like it. I'm not sure why they don't come back.
Posted by: Chris | Aug 31, 2005 3:20:50 PM
I know you make food pilgrimages whenever you're in Buffalo, Chris. Is Louie's still there? I never could figure out what you saw in those things, but would defend to the death your right to risk a trip to the E.R. to devour them.
Posted by: Marty | Aug 31, 2005 3:23:29 PM
Marty,
"Is Louie's still there"? What the hell do you DO when you go back and visit!? Sip lattes and nibble on radicchio? Have you turned into some kind of "Suzy Salad-Eater"?
Louie's is a CHAIN, man. Just like Mighty Taco, they've gone from the humble beginnings that we remember and, appropriately, have been economically rewarded for their culinary excellence.
First you don't believe in God, and NOW THIS?! Geez!
Next time you visit, put down your Chardonnay, drive from Clinton to Harlem, make a right and you can't miss it. Order extra onions and begin to reclaim your soul.
Or are we afraid of a little upset tummy.....
Posted by: Chris | Aug 31, 2005 4:14:55 PM
"He hastens to chasten, our faults to make known..."
I'll be getting myself to a confessional. Then to Louie's!
Posted by: Marty | Aug 31, 2005 4:42:42 PM
I'm sorry Marty. You hit a raw nerve.
I'm just getting so tired of seeing all these "vegetables" and "half portions" on menus nowadays.
Posted by: Chris | Aug 31, 2005 4:49:29 PM
Yea Marty! Even your young nieces and nephews have experienced Louie's. You can practically walk there from mom's which could help prevent the ER visit.
Posted by: Marysia | Sep 1, 2005 8:29:10 AM
Wow! I'm floored. Louie's must be Muck-Mecca if it gets Mush to comment!
Posted by: Marty | Sep 1, 2005 9:59:57 AM
