tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13814531.post4772087173494813986..comments2023-10-17T10:53:10.916-05:00Comments on The Kitchen Door: In Which Mrs. M Succumbs to the NativesDi McCulloughhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05903996304750469325noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13814531.post-62522572058724484922008-08-13T22:20:00.000-05:002008-08-13T22:20:00.000-05:00try smothering the scrapple in maple syrup... OK i...try smothering the scrapple in maple syrup... OK it can be seen as a waste of syrup or to those lovers of scrapple as a sin.<BR/><BR/>Go to Shady Maple which is close to Blue Ball and you will be be immersed in the local cuisine.Stratozhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10148600260976577216noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13814531.post-63802032837804692312008-08-11T20:42:00.000-05:002008-08-11T20:42:00.000-05:00Ahh, scrapple.I grew up thinking scrapple was dog ...Ahh, scrapple.<BR/><BR/>I grew up thinking scrapple was dog food. No, literally: the dog had epilepsy, and we'd give him his pills every day in a chunk of uncooked scrapple. I thought it was only kept with the people food because it had to be kept cold.<BR/><BR/>I think I was sixteen or so when I found out that _people_ ate it. Euw!<BR/><BR/>Much later I actually began to meet the people who ate it. Dear friends of mine -- folks from coal country, PA mostly. They'd offer me some, I'd explain that it was dog food, we'd all have a good laugh.<BR/><BR/>Derek and I were in line for breakfast at an SCA event -- scrambled eggs (real ones), sauteed onions and peppers, breakfast potatoes, sausage, all kinds of goodness. My style is to fill a plate with all of the above and mix it up good. Derek scooped some sausage -- loose stuff, a little dark, onto his plate, and offered me a ladleful.<BR/><BR/>You see where this is going. I'd finished half of breakfast and had the fork in my mouth when he asked me how the scrapple was.<BR/><BR/>...tastes like sausage.<BR/><BR/>I didn't kill him...but I thought about it real hard.Katehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00469586369675197872noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13814531.post-39497873434027319972008-08-10T12:31:00.000-05:002008-08-10T12:31:00.000-05:00I used to live in Amishland, too, and only discove...I used to live in Amishland, too, and only discovered the "REAL" whoopie pies at the end. (I always thought of the ones made by little debbie or some such thing) but real whoopie pies are really, really good.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13814531.post-29253713698763338982008-08-10T05:19:00.000-05:002008-08-10T05:19:00.000-05:00Scrapple sounds a bit like haggis. That tastes be...Scrapple sounds a bit like haggis. That tastes better than it sounds and I did have a very good vegetarian version in Edinburgh. Great to learn some new culinary terms. ThanksMavishttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10742184738139404524noreply@blogger.com