{"id":2167,"date":"2009-03-13T04:02:09","date_gmt":"2009-03-13T08:02:09","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/ourgrandmotherskitchens.com\/?p=2167"},"modified":"2015-10-29T15:48:21","modified_gmt":"2015-10-29T19:48:21","slug":"the-orange-or-the-green","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/ourgrandmotherskitchens.com\/?p=2167","title":{"rendered":"The Orange or the Green?"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<div id=\"attachment_2364\" style=\"width: 300px\" class=\"wp-caption aligncenter\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-2364\" class=\"size-full wp-image-2364\" title=\"katieweb\" src=\"http:\/\/ourgrandmotherskitchens.files.wordpress.com\/2009\/03\/katieweb.jpg\" alt=\"Katherine Scott Hallett circa 1890 (Courtesy of Bruce Hallett)\" width=\"290\" height=\"432\" srcset=\"https:\/\/ourgrandmotherskitchens.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2009\/03\/katieweb.jpg 290w, https:\/\/ourgrandmotherskitchens.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2009\/03\/katieweb-201x300.jpg 201w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 290px) 100vw, 290px\" \/><p id=\"caption-attachment-2364\" class=\"wp-caption-text\"><em>Katherine Scott Hallett circa 1890 (Courtesy of Bruce Hallett)<\/em><\/p><\/div>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\"><span style=\"font-size: 11pt;\">A few days ago I decided to get ready for Saint Patrick\u2019s Day. I foraged in the basement for my light-up shamrock (which a neighbor whom I shall not name says makes the house look like a low-rent tavern). I affixed it to a window and went into the closet to pull out green clothing. My mother looked at the green shirt, glasses, and hat I extracted and said, \u201cYour great grandmother would have been appalled.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\"><span style=\"font-size: 11pt;\">Indeed, Katherine Scott Hallett was not a person known for wearing green on March 17. Born in 1860, she died long before I was born, but I have heard stories about her all my life. To say that my mother disliked her grandmother would be an understatement. Mad Katie (as we sometimes call her in the family) had no tolerance for little girls with spirit. My mother was chock full of spirit.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\"><span style=\"font-size: 11pt;\">They couldn\u2019t even\u00a0make it\u00a0through greeting each other without getting into a fight. Katie only wanted to be called \u201cGrandmother,\u201d deeming any less formal name beneath her dignity. She also believed that the word \u201chello\u201d was sacrilegious. In her view it was just an excuse for saying \u201coh, hell\u201d backwards. Of course it gave little Janice a great deal of pleasure to arrive at the\u00a0red brick house in Clyde, New York, and holler, \u201cHello, Grandma!\u201d at the top of her lungs. Things went downhill from there.<\/span><\/p>\n<div id=\"attachment_2169\" style=\"width: 370px\" class=\"wp-caption aligncenter\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-2169\" class=\"size-full wp-image-2169\" title=\"bchristianweb\" src=\"http:\/\/ourgrandmotherskitchens.files.wordpress.com\/2009\/03\/bchristianweb.jpg\" alt=\"My Great Grandmother's House (the painting is signed &quot;B. Christian&quot;)\" width=\"360\" height=\"270\" srcset=\"https:\/\/ourgrandmotherskitchens.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2009\/03\/bchristianweb.jpg 360w, https:\/\/ourgrandmotherskitchens.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2009\/03\/bchristianweb-300x225.jpg 300w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 360px) 100vw, 360px\" \/><p id=\"caption-attachment-2169\" class=\"wp-caption-text\"><em>My Great Grandmother&#8217;s House (the painting is signed &#8220;B. Christian&#8221;)<\/em><\/p><\/div>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\"><span style=\"font-size: 11pt;\">What, you may ask, does this have to do with Saint Patrick\u2019s Day? Katie came to this country from Canada, but her family was Scots-Irish. They took part in one of the waves of Irish settlement by Protestant Scots. These settlements were encouraged, even sponsored, by the English. For centuries the rulers of England deluded themselves with the belief that if they kept bolstering the Protestant portion of the Irish population they would eventually weaken the hold of the Catholic Church and subdue the will of the Irish to rule themselves.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\"><span style=\"font-size: 11pt;\">As a Protestant Irishwoman, Katie believed in wearing orange on Saint Patrick\u2019s Day to celebrate the victory of Protestant William of Orange over his Catholic father-in-law, James II of England, in the battle of the Boyne in 1690. This Irish victory helped ensure that William and his wife Mary sat on the throne of England, Scotland, and Ireland. It also ensured that Protestants would have the upper hand in Ireland for centuries to come, leading to violence and resentment on both ends of the Irish religious spectrum.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\"><span style=\"font-size: 11pt;\">To Katie wearing Orange on Saint Patrick\u2019s Day was a tactic in the ongoing battle between Catholics and Protestants. This battle remained vital to her family long after they settled on this continent.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\"><span style=\"font-size: 11pt;\">In many ways, I have sympathy for Mad Katie. Far from most of her family after moving to the United States, she lost her husband to pernicious anemia at a relatively young age.\u00a0In her middle years\u00a0the rigidity of her personality morphed into dementia. She became even more alienated from those around her.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\"><span style=\"font-size: 11pt;\">I have a feeling that at some level she had a genuine affection for my mother, who by all accounts was a pretty cute child. (Today she\u2019s a cute old lady.) Sadly, Katie was unable to express that affection.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\"><span style=\"font-size: 11pt;\">So\u2014what am I going to wear for Saint Patrick\u2019s Day? I hesitate to don either orange or green at this point for fear of reigniting the war Katie kept fighting well after it should have been over for her. I could try to emulate the Irish flag and wear a bit of both, throwing a little white in between. I\u2019m not sure that color combination would do much for my figure, however.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\"><span style=\"font-size: 11pt;\">At this point, I think I\u2019ll bow out of the orange-and-green wars and wear blue. This color was originally associated with Saint Patrick; there is actually a color known as Saint Patrick\u2019s blue. Of course, I\u2019ll probably still have to don a shamrock or two.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\"><span style=\"font-size: 11pt;\">Happily, I can pay tribute to both Irish Catholics and Protestants by whipping up some traditional Irish dishes in my kitchen. My great grandmother may have hated her Catholic neighbors. Nevertheless, she was as partial as the next Irish-American girl to such foods as soda bread and Irish stew.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\"><span style=\"font-size: 11pt;\">I dedicate this year&#8217;s Saint Patrick&#8217;s Day-related posts to\u00a0her memory and to the Irish heritage that many Americans share.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\"><span style=\"font-size: 11pt;\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter size-full wp-image-2201\" title=\"dipwebog\" src=\"http:\/\/ourgrandmotherskitchens.files.wordpress.com\/2009\/03\/dipwebog.jpg\" alt=\"dipwebog\" width=\"384\" height=\"288\" srcset=\"https:\/\/ourgrandmotherskitchens.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2009\/03\/dipwebog.jpg 384w, https:\/\/ourgrandmotherskitchens.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2009\/03\/dipwebog-300x225.jpg 300w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 384px) 100vw, 384px\" \/><\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\"><strong><span style=\"font-size: 11pt;\">Irish Stout Cheese Spread<\/span><\/strong><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\"><span style=\"font-size: 11pt;\">I have to admit to a secret love for processed cheese spreads. There&#8217;s something comforting and just plain yummy about them. I hate to read the labels on the commercial ones, however. So I&#8217;m making my own instead. This spread has all the creaminess of store spreads, but I know what&#8217;s in it, which is reassuring.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\"><span style=\"font-size: 11pt;\">If you want to make this savory spread even prettier, use a yellow Irish cheddar to create a golden dip. A note to food-processor neophytes like me: if you use the food processor, don\u2019t try to scrape the spread off the blade with a rubber spatula. We ended up with a \u201csecret ingredient\u201d in our first batch: red plastic!<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\"><em><span style=\"font-size: 11pt;\">Ingredients:<\/span><\/em><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\"><span style=\"font-size: 11pt;\">2 to 3 tablespoons extra-virgin olive oil (for roasting garlic)<br \/>\nsalt and pepper to taste (for roasting garlic)<br \/>\n6 ounces stout<br \/>\n1 pound sharp cheddar cheese, grated<br \/>\n1 8-ounce brick cream cheese at room temperature<br \/>\n2 tablespoons Worcestershire sauce<br \/>\n1 teaspoon Dijon mustard<br \/>\n1 teaspoon Creole seasoning<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\"><em><span style=\"font-size: 11pt;\">Instructions:<\/span><\/em><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\"><span style=\"font-size: 11pt;\">First, roast the garlic. You won\u2019t actually need the entire head of garlic, but it\u2019s silly to roast less than a head. For instructions on roasting garlic see my <a href=\"https:\/\/ourgrandmotherskitchens.com\/?p=2180\" target=\"_blank\">Springtime Irish Stew<\/a> post.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\"><span style=\"font-size: 11pt;\">Allow the stout to flatten a bit (you may do this while you roast your garlic if you like).<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\"><span style=\"font-size: 11pt;\">In a food processor or electric mixer, blend the cheeses and 1 tablespoon of the stout. Add the 1 teaspoon garlic, the Worcestershire sauce, the mustard, and the Creole seasoning. When they are well blended slowly pour in the remaining stout.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\"><span style=\"font-size: 11pt;\">Let the cheese spread mellow in the refrigerator for 2 hours or more before serving; then return the spread to room temperature for best flavor and texture. Makes at least 1 quart of spread.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\"><span style=\"font-size: 11pt;\"><br \/>\n<img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter size-full wp-image-2366\" title=\"oekweb1\" src=\"http:\/\/ourgrandmotherskitchens.files.wordpress.com\/2009\/03\/oekweb1.jpg\" alt=\"oekweb1\" width=\"262\" height=\"396\" srcset=\"https:\/\/ourgrandmotherskitchens.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2009\/03\/oekweb1.jpg 262w, https:\/\/ourgrandmotherskitchens.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2009\/03\/oekweb1-198x300.jpg 198w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 262px) 100vw, 262px\" \/><\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>&nbsp; A few days ago I decided to get ready for Saint Patrick\u2019s Day. I foraged in the basement for my light-up shamrock (which a neighbor whom I shall not name says makes the house look like a low-rent tavern). 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