STICKER SHOCK

Jim W wrote:GEEZ you guys, This thread is and was posted under food n drink!   Either move part of the thread to the Octagon, or start a new one regarding smokes n insurance in Canada?

 

The title was "sticker shock".Eh

Yes Jim?, but every thing you had at the Arizona golf club was imported...

Rueben from Lithuania, Swiss cheese, Russian dressing, corned beef is Irish & fries Belgium.

French bread beef dip, salad from California.

Ice tea from India.

No wonder it was so expensive.Eh

 Corona from Mexico

SunFan wrote:

CanuckBob wrote:I believe you can get a GST rebate. Not sure what portion of the pack that is. Probably a few centavos.

Nope. Eliminated in 2007.

SunFan

We still get GST rebate in BC, on the tax form.

arbon wrote:

Jim W wrote:GEEZ you guys, This thread is and was posted under food n drink!   Either move part of the thread to the Octagon, or start a new one regarding smokes n insurance in Canada?

 

The title was "sticker shock".Eh

Yes Jim?, but every thing you had at the Arizona golf club was imported...

Rueben from Lithuania, Swiss cheese, Russian dressing, corned beef is Irish & fries Belgium.

French bread beef dip, salad from California.

Ice tea from India.

No wonder it was so expensive.Eh

 Corona from Mexico

Right on Arbon......still food and drink.          Thread.......

arbon wrote: corned beef is Irish

?????   I thought you spent time in Ireland.   

the best corned beef comes from jewish delis

Pedro wrote:the best corned beef comes from jewish delis

Yeah...it's about as Irish as a Nathan's hot dog.  We eat bacon and cabbage.

slainte39 wrote:

Pedro wrote:the best corned beef comes from jewish delis

Yeah...it's about as Irish as a Nathan's hot dog.  We eat bacon and cabbage.

   and turnips

turnips go with haggis which is scottish

Turnips

Source: Annals of the Famine in Ireland | 1851 | Asenath Nicholson
Section: Chapter VI (2) | Start of Chapter

As turnips made a prominent feature in the absence of their predecessors, the potatoes, during the famine, they should not be overlooked in the annals of that history. They were to the starving ones supposed to be a "God-send," and were eaten with great avidity, both cooked and raw. Many of the cabiners could get but little fire, and they cooked only the tops, while the bottoms were taken raw; those who had no shelter to cook under could not well eat the tops, though they often tried to do so. It has been ascertained that turnips contain but from ten to fifteen parts of nutriment to a hundred parts, thence the quantity necessary to nourish the body must require bulk to a great amount.

This root, when boiled, has ever been considered as safe a vegetable for the invalid as any in the vocabulary of esculents; and even the fevered invalid, when prohibited all other vegetables, has been allowed to partake of this, not because of its nutrition, but because of the absence of it, not having sufficient to injure the weakest body. When it was found that turnips could be so easily grown, and that no blast had as yet injured them, they were hailed with great joy by the peasants and by the people. But the starving ones soon found they were unsatisfactory, for when they had eaten much more in bulk than of the potato they were still craving, and the result was, where for weeks they lived wholly on them, their stomachs were so swollen, especially children's, that it was a pitiable sight to see them. No one thought it was the turnip: but I found in every place on the coast where they were fed on them the same results, and as far as I could ascertain, such died in a few weeks, and the rational conclusion must be, that a single root, so innutritious and so watery as the white turnips are, cannot sustain a healthy state of the system, nor life itself for any considerable time. When going through the Barony of Erris, the appearance of these turnip-eaters became quite a dread. Invariably the same results appeared wherever used, and they became more to be dreaded, as it was feared the farmer would make them a substitute for the potato, and the ingenious landlord would find a happy expedient for his purse, if his tenants could live on the turnip as well as the potato. Like cattle these poor creatures seemed to be driven from one herb and root to another, using nettles, turnip-tops, chickweed, in their turn, and dying at last on these miserable substitutes. Many a child sitting in a muddy cabin has been interrogated, what she or he had eat, "nothing but the turnip, ma'am," sometimes the "turnip-top;" and being asked when this was procured, sometimes the answer would be, "yesterday, lady," or, "when we can get them, ma'am."

not sure where U get your Info... got mine from me Gramps... his parents lived thru it...

Any turnips the Scots have, they stole from the Irish. Haggis is their own concoction.    
A favoite in our house is a turnip/parsnip/carrot mash and no one has keeled over yet. As long as you can supplement the turnip with poitín you will be allright.