Treasure Chest Thursday – Abbie’s Photo Wallet

I was looking for some pictures of my Uncle Mike and I found a couple in this little photo wallet that belonged to my Grandma Abbie (Webber Smith Brender). I bet she kept it in her purse at one time or another.

I decided to scan all the contents as they will likely be separated some day and I want a record of how they once “lived” together.

The first item is this cartoon that I assume is an advertisement for a company named ABBEY. Maybe one of her relatives or a friend cut it out and gave it to her. Was Abbie the person to call when there was a problem? Had she come to the rescue of the person who gave it to her?

Next I found a couple of photos of Uncle Mike (Abbie’s son). I feel like there must be a story behind this one. Look at that big smile!

Next is a picture of Uncle Mike and Aunt Beth with my cousin when he was one month old. They make such a cute family!

The next few pictures are school pictures of the cousin above and his sister. Then there is one of Abbie’s sister’s son.

The “pages” are all empty after that until the very last one which holds this:

This prayer, written in the 1550s and included in English prayer books (primers) was set to music by John Rutter. It looks like Grandma cut this out of a Christian newsletter or church bulletin and folded it to fit in her photo wallet. Here is a recording of the melody:

If anyone in the family can shed light on the picture of Mike or the ABBEY cartoon, I hope you’ll leave a comment!

Family Recipe Friday – Loose Meat Sandwich

Farm near Hedrick, IA 1977

It seems like I ate a lot of meat during my recent visit to Iowa. Beef and pork – not just corn and soybeans – are raised on those rolling green hills.

Of course I ate a BBQ sandwich during Hedrick Barbeque Days – I’m pretty sure that was mandatory. The BBQ was tasty, but not the same as barbequed beef served in Texas.

And in a week’s time, I ate not one, but two loose meat sandwiches. I had forgotten the name, but when we met again, I remembered my old friend Loose Meat Sandwich aka Maid-Rite aka Canteen.

No matter the alias, Loose Meat Sandwich can be identified by these characteristics:
Ground beef – often finely ground, but in all cases with no chunk
No sauce – Loose Meat should never be confused with Sloppy Joe.
Hamburger bun
Little evidence of grease – Loose Meat frequents a steam bath to lose unwanted fat
Dressed in waxed or other food paper – bottom half covered, but top usually uncovered  Often accompanied by a spoon – to catch runaway loose meat
May be in the company of pickles and mustard and sometimes catsup
Never accompanied by mayo or lettuce or tomato

My memories of loose meat sandwich are most associated with the Canteen Lunch in the Alley, a little diner in Ottumwa, Iowa. My mom worked at the Sears store in downtown Ottumwa and she would occasionally take me to lunch at the Canteen. What a treat! The Canteen’s front door was in an ally and there was limited seating at a counter inside. Not  much on the menu other than the Canteen – their version of the loose meat sandwich, milk shakes, pie. I don’t remember fries, but maybe there were. I saw a picture on Flickr of a menu from a couple of years ago and it is a little more extensive than my memory, but not by much.

The city wanted to build a parking garage on the site where the Canteen stands, but amid protests from loyal customers, the Canteen was left standing and the garage was built around it. The Canteen has been in the same location since 1936. I am sad to say that I did not have time to eat at the Canteen on my recent visit. My loose meat sandwiches were consumed at BBQ Days and at a local truck stop.

There are some recipes on the internet for loose meat sandwiches, but I just don’t believe they would be the same. We don’t have steamers or tilted cook tops in our homes. So instead of sharing one of those recipes, I’ll share the simple, but not traditional Sloppy Joe recipe that my mom often made.

Sloppy Joes

Brown a pound of ground beef, breaking up into small pieces as it cooks.
Drain off fat.
Add a can of Campbells Chicken Gumbo Soup.
Cook, stirring occasionally, until heated through and liquid has cooked off.

Easy peasy.

And while I have you here, I’ll just go ahead and tell you that I revisited another old favorite while I was in Iowa – the Pork Tenderloin Sandwich. My Grandma Abbie served them in the truck stop cafe that she and my grandfather ran at the Hedrick Y and I loved them. I tried one from a food truck at the Ottumwa Pro Balloon Races. Not as good as Grandma’s, but reminiscent.

Treasure Chest Thursday – Trivets, Doodads and the Preceding Generation

I learned that my Uncle entered hospice a few days ago. He’s the son of Grandmother Abbie (Webber Smith Brender).

I always hear the “flavor” of my grandmother’s voice in his voice. His sense of humor and joyful laugh are much like hers as well. He always loves a good joke – and bad jokes too! You can see it in that smile, can’t you?

The picture above was taken at my uncle’s house in July 1999 during a family trip to Iowa. He had a small workshop and had taken up making trivets and Christmas ornaments and other “doodads” with his saw and pieces of scrap wood and siding. The white ornaments he gave us really stand out on our Christmas tree. There is one in this picture right above Lola’s head.

 

Here are a few of the trivets and decorative items he gave us during our visit. His hobby also reminded me of his mother. Grandma Abbie enjoyed crafting and continued making things for others even as her eyesight was failing.

Before I finished writing this short post today, I learned that another family member of this generation had a setback in the hospital. And so I am reminded of our most precious family treasures and the stories they have to share.