Fried Sauerkraut Cakes with Kielbasa

LOL!!!

I'll be there to eat it! No vegetarians in this household. I used to wonder about it, but then I had a friend and professional colleague for years who was your typical pudgy little lawyer. One day he surprised me by saying he was a vegetarian, and had been for 20 years. Until then I'd thought that all vegetarians were skinny!

As an old comedian used to say, "When the first cave man killed the first saber-toothed tiger THAT'S when I stopped eating bushes."

Cave Man!!!! I have that woolly mammoth steak almost ready!!!

HAHAHAHAHAHA! How olden? Pre-electricity olden? Medieval olden? Roman?

Gee, you didn't have to wear a helmet, elbow and knee pads to go into the street and pick up the peas!!! lol And to think we survived when even Mom told you to go into the street and pick up the peas. Child abuse!!!! lol My Mom would send me alone to the fish market (about 1/4-1/2 mile one way) when I was 5 or 6 with a few dollars and a note and have me pick what was for dinner that night. I survived also!!

Kids have no idea what a REAL vegetable tastes like freshly picked from the vine. Nowadays, with all this GMO crap, you can't even taste what it is supposed to be. Even planting your own seeds, they have modified those so you won't know what they taste like until it is harvest time. Give me the olden days

I know! But they're so good heated slowly in butter. I can't wait.

When I was little, say 5 and under, we lived in an old farm house on a country road in far western New York, southwest of Buffalo. That is incredible fertile country and it's covered in truck farms producing abundant vegetables. (Campbell's Soup even built a soup factory there to take advantage of all the fresh vegetables.)

Right directly in front of the house was a big bump in the road, of the type which we called a "thank-you-ma'am" because it made you nod your head when you went over it. In pea season the produce trucks would come down the road in the late afternoon overloaded with peas heaped up high in the beds. They'd hit that bump and great big piles of peas would jounce off the trucks and fall onto the road. My older sister and I would be watching and waiting, and we'd race out and gather in those peas before they got run over by cars. OH MAN! What great eating! Fresh picked that day. We also churned our own butter out on the porch in a classic butter churn. I was just getting old enough so I could help with the churning. Circa 1950.

So glad you finally have something to make you feel better.

Peas are real fast growers. If you have the vining plant, make sure you have some kind of sturdy trellis to have them attach to. They also have bush pea plants that don't need the trellis. When I grew peas, they never made it into the house....I ate them all as I picked them!!! lol

Hello you two! I've been struggling, frankly. Lots of pain in my back and limited mobility. Sleeping in the recliner sometimes. But it's been getting better gradually. I was surprised to find new medicine in my mailbox over the weekend. The V.A. finally sent me an actual muscle relaxant and a painkiller. So for a day or two I've been making real progress, and I see sunny skies ahead!

There's more good news, too. A week ago I planted four kinds of peas in four flower pots, and today I saw little ¼" plants coming up in all four pots! I love fresh peas and haven't had any in years. I don't know how long it'll take until they're ready, but I'm on my way to being a pea-picker!

Speaking of @patsquire - how are you doing Pat? Are you healing up okay. dj

I think I've had sauerkraut but don't remember what it's like. Kinda briny?

Hello, my friends, somehow I missed this. I hope you are doing better two weeks later, Pat!! I have had cats dart between my feet while I'm on the concrete back steps and plenty of bruises to show for it. Once I was sure I'd broken my sacrum, but after a few weeks it was okay. You're lucky if you heal quickly!

*I've* thought about getting one of those Life Alerts. It's a good idea if you're a klutz like me, and if like us we live alone.

So glad you are doing okay. I know what you mean about younger people in sorry shape...men and women. I look at some of them and think they must be much older than me only to find out I am 10-15 years older than they are!!!
I hope my neighbor will make good recovery. She is pretty feisty and I don't think this will slow her down.

YIKES! I hope she's able to make a full recovery. I'm only 73 and amazingly healthy. I know a lot of guys younger than me who are in pretty sorry shape. And you're quite right, I decided during my getting-back-up stage that I should get one of those things and wear it around my neck. It'll be like my dog tags in the army! Sure I live alone, and yes, I'm definitely taking it easy even though "getting better" is going much more quickly than I figured.

Oh, my word, Pat. I am so glad your 'huge, powerful' back muscles absorbed the impact. Do you live alone? That could have been disastrous. Need to get one of those "Help! I've fallen and Can't Get Up" gizmos. Take it easy for a few days to let everything heal back up.

Good grief, falling seems to be the thing right now. My 85-year old neighbor fell on Sunday coming home from Mother's Day at her son's house. Thank God her son was still there because she fell onto a bunch of sharp decorative rocks in front of her house. I saw the ambulance out there and them taking her away. Because of this virus, they can't even visit her. Found out today she broke her hip! They put a pin in and she is doing okay but was still groggy.

DJ and Fiona, I grew up in the Pennsylvania Dutch country and sauerkraut was everywhere. The old Dutchies, as we called them, made their own of course, but it was also widely available packaged and was held in good favor by most folks. And I will say I never saw anyone open a can of sauerkraut ever.

BTW, I took a big fall last evening. I'm sore as hell today and had a pretty bad, painful night in bed, but it could have been disastrous and wasn't, so I'm a happy camper. I was coming up out of my garage, five uneven brick steps to the laundry room and kitchen. In a burst of extreme stupidity I decided on the second step to reverse myself and go back down. Acting on the impulse instead of *thinking about it* I lost my balance, missed the step down and went over backwards onto the bare concrete garage floor! As I fell I righted my orientation so I was looking straight up into the house, and landed flat on my back! WHOOMP! HARD! But I didn't let my head snap back, and as I landed I felt my huge, powerful back muscles absorb the impact (as any good paratrooper will do) so I knew instantly I was OK. It took a while to find a way to get up again, but here I am telling the tale!!!

I had a few 5 mg oxycodone tabs left from my gall bladder surgery last August, so I started right in with those and aspirin, and kept a written log of times so I wouldn't take either one too frequently, and I've made an amazingly fast recuperation. 24 hours later I'm at least 80% recovered! (I looked up oxycodone + aspirin before I started and was pleasantly surprised to learn it's a well established regimen.)

So a BIG moment of excitement, followed by the challenge of finding a way to get up, and hey-hey, another notch in my life-of-adventure belt! ☺ ☺ ☺

I have never had a "package" of sauerkraut before only freshly made so I don't know what that tastes like. I have had canned before and YUCK!! Never again. This does sound like to could be very tasty.