Recipe Raita

rascal said:
My grandparents had an outside toilet in 1965. Then they had it plumber inside. I vaguely remember the newspaper t.p.
And the wax t.p.
Yuk.

Russ
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If you guys think. My grandparents were poor then you are right but the back story is understandable.
My Nana grew up in a money family. She married my granddad after he came home after ww2.
He was captured and sent to p.o.w camp in Poland. He was single at the time and his will left his property to his sister.
She got access to his small dairy farm as he was declared dead.
She sold the farm and lived the good life and when he got back he had nothing.
So he married my nan and started again from scratch. We always knew he got screwed. He remarried to a grabber who divorced him.the day when she could get half of his home. My mum fell out with hom over remarried her.
When he died he left his will.
1/3 spca 1/3 rsa 1/3 to my daughter in trust.

Russ
 
rascal said:
If you guys think. My grandparents were poor then you are right but the back story is understandable.
My Nana grew up in a money family. She married my granddad after he came home after ww2.
He was captured and sent to p.o.w camp in Poland. He was single at the time and his will left his property to his sister.
She got access to his small dairy farm as he was declared dead.
She sold the farm and lived the good life and when he got back he had nothing.
So he married my nan and started again from scratch. We always knew he got screwed. He remarried to a grabber who divorced him.the day when she could get half of his home. My mum fell out with hom over remarried her.
When he died he left his will.
1/3 spca 1/3 rsa 1/3 to my daughter in trust.

Russ
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My parents grew up without indoor plumbing.
 
JAS_OH1 said:
My parents grew up without indoor plumbing.
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Yep, same with my folks. When we’d visit my dad’s grandparents, they still had an outhouse and an outside pump, no indoor plumbing right up as late as 1978. I think my great-grandmom finally got it after her husband died in 1978.

I hated the bathroom situation there. During the day, I’d have walk through a weeded area full of giant garden spiders and blowing vipers, have to use corncobs to wipe my backside, and at night…chamberpots (aka “the slop jar”).
 
JAS_OH1 said:
Wash stands. Ugh. We had an old antique one from my grandma's house. I never thought too much about it but yuck in hindsight on how sanitary that beautiful piece of furniture...wasn't!
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Well, these were just plain porcelain pots pushed up under the bed - you did your business in them at night, emptied them outside in the morning.

One trip down, my great-grandad got up to use it, but my great-grandmom had used it first and didn’t get it back under the bed, so when he got up, he stepped in it and got his foot caught it in.

I can still hear my great-grandmom waking everyone up, screaming, “Lord have mercy!!! Hep ‘im!!! Hep ‘im!!! He’s done got his foot stuck in the slop jar!!! Lord have mercy!!!” - and great-grandad was hobbling all around the room with the chamber pot stuck on his foot, sloshing it everywhere.
 
SatNavSaysStraightOn said:
Do we need to rescue this recipe thread for raita?
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I didn’t even know that’s what it was about! :laugh:

Seriously, the way I pull up new posts on my phone, I’m not really aware of the topic - I just click on an unread post, see what’s happening, and start commenting.
 
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