This was a dog that had been brought up in a
pack of beach strays and semi-feral dogs of
mixed heritage that had been trained as a guard
dog at a place my friends were renting, and my
friends and Josi bonded so well that the owners
gave her to them as a gift, which made for a major
project, getting a dog from Nicaragua to Costa
Rica to Canada (necessarily bypassing the US).

Are your friends Canadian, then...?

They all have dual Canadian-US citizenship. He was a
professor of engineering at Waterloo University, and
she edited a Canadian poetry journal. Actually, it's
the youngest kid and his girlfriend who lived through
the dog saga, but they're my friends too. Of the three
kids, all are going to be resident in the US for
graduate or postdoc work if the governments calm down a
bit with the saber-rattling. The dog issue arose
because they needed a nonstop between airports that
had temperatures under 85 degrees, because of the danger
that a pet in the hold would die of heatstroke. That
made San Jose Costa Rica to Toronto or Montreal the only
sensible choice, because Managua, Houston, Dallas, Miami,
LA, and Chicago all were in the throes of a heat wave.

She took it well, actually... :) Genealogy research usually contains surprise revelations of heritage, with or without the DNA testing... :)

But it doesn't make massive difference in any case,
except in the attitudes and prejudices department.

True... so genealogists have to be willing to let go of such... :)

It's a like, what's the alternative situation.

His son, my classmate, writes that Bill Buckley
gave him (the son) a case of wine for a wedding
gift, so somebody must have learned something
from somebody.

One could well surmise.... :)

Further testimony indicates that the old man my
professor was legendary for his capacity.

Ah... an answer... ;)

A little digging, and voila, the solution appears.

Although after having eaten a quarter pound of
beef fat, I sometimes feel as though I've just
done my body a disservice.

For your stomach's sake... or your heart's....? ;)

Gall bladder as much as anything.

I no longer have one of those..... the liver still dispenses gall,
though, so I seem to process fats just fine still... :)

How galling.

Heaven and Earth (Himmel un Aad)
categories: Westphalian, German, main
servings: 6

750 g potatoes
750 g apples (preferably Boskop)
7 onions
100 g bacon
salt
100 ml milk
2 Tb butter
nutmeg
lemon juice (optional)
500 g black pudding
500 g liverwurst (or more black pudding)

Peel and chunk the potatoes and the apples
and cook them tender in separate pots, the
potatoes in salt water. Slice the onionss
and brown them with the bacon in a heavy pan.
Mash the potatoes coarsly with milk, butter,
and nutmeg. Puree the apples, adding lemon
as desired. You may mix them with the potato
mash or not.

Cut the sausage into slices and fry them on
both sides for about 1 min. Arrange the
"Heaven and Earth" (i.e. the apples and the
potatoes) on plates and put the sausage and
the onions on top.

Michael Becker
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Quoting Michael Loo to Nancy Backus on 09-09-18 00:06 <=-

This was a dog that had been brought up in a pack of
beach strays and semi-feral dogs of mixed heritage that
had been trained as a guard dog at a place my friends
were renting, and my friends and Josi bonded so well
that the owners gave her to them as a gift, which made
for a major project, getting a dog from Nicaragua to
Costa Rica to Canada (necessarily bypassing the US).

Are your friends Canadian, then...?

They all have dual Canadian-US citizenship. He was a
professor of engineering at Waterloo University, and
she edited a Canadian poetry journal. Actually, it's
the youngest kid and his girlfriend who lived through
the dog saga, but they're my friends too.

Ah.

Of the three kids, all are going to be resident in the US
for graduate or postdoc work if the governments calm down
a bit with the saber-rattling.

I take it they'd rather be in Canada while the hubbub continues...? My
friend Deb, currently in BC with her Canadian family, finds it more of a
refuge from the saber-rattling...

The dog issue arose because they needed a nonstop between
airports that had temperatures under 85 degrees, because of
the danger that a pet in the hold would die of heatstroke.
That made San Jose Costa Rica to Toronto or Montreal the only
sensible choice, because Managua, Houston, Dallas, Miami,
LA, and Chicago all were in the throes of a heat wave.

That does make perfect sense... I'd been thinking it had been some sort
of quarantine issue arriving in the states...

She took it well, actually... :) Genealogy research usually contains surprise revelations of heritage, with or without the DNA testing... :)

But it doesn't make massive difference in any case,
except in the attitudes and prejudices department.

True... so genealogists have to be willing to let go of such... :)

It's a like, what's the alternative situation.

Yeah... pretty much... ;)

Although after having eaten a quarter pound of
beef fat, I sometimes feel as though I've just
done my body a disservice.

For your stomach's sake... or your heart's....? ;)

Gall bladder as much as anything.

I no longer have one of those..... the liver still dispenses gall,
though, so I seem to process fats just fine still... :)

How galling.

Useful, anyway... :)

ttyl neb

... This may not be my heritage, but it is my destiny.

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