Good evening, Fancy Oatmeal Reader! Today’s entry is not about my running, what I’ve eaten today, or even how I spent my day. I know. You’re crushed. Today I am issuing a challenge to all of my fellow bloggers out there. I read another “My Seven Blogs” installment and thought how awesome the concept was. I thought that maybe I might be able to start a new wave in the blogging world with a “Cleaning Out Your Cupboard” blog challenge!
Guidelines: Go through your cupboards, pantries, freezers, refrigerators, cabinets, and any other storage facilities where you keep your food products. In my case, this would also include my bedside table. Locate and identify the most obscure, random, once loved and then forgotten edible item. It could be a brand new piece of produce that you’ve never cooked with before. It could be a jar or can of food that you bought and then was hidden behind rows of other goods, and now has resurfaced. Or it could be a brand new product that you want to share with us.
Blog It: Once you find your foodstuff you wish to feature in your blog entry, answer the following questions:
- What is it? Name and product
- Where you found it in your kitchen.
- When you bought it.
- Why you bought it/your plans to use it.
- How long have you owned it?
- Why did you choose this item to feature in this blog entry?
- Cooking suggestions for other bloggers/chefs
- Which three bloggers would you love to see answer this blog challenge, and then CHALLENGE THEM!
What I found when “Cleaning out my Cupboard”
1. My “Cleaning out my Cupboard” item is my parents’ circa 1970 jar of Tony Packo’s Pickles and Peppers. Because it’s my blog challenge I feel that I can take a few liberties here. So even though this isn’t technically my jar of pickles and peppers, nor did it come from my kitchen, they were purchased by the closest people to my own DNA and I am living in their
kitchen home for the summer, so whatever. Within the blurred guidelines, I’d say.
2. I found this jar of Tony Packo’s pickles in my parents’ serving ware cupboard. So sad. It was separated from the rest of the other canned goods in the pantry, sort of like what you do to Grandma when she starts using the rose garden as her own personal john.
3. This particular jar was bought around 1976 or ’77. They lived about three hours away from the Tony Packo’s restaurant in Toledo, OH.
So why would they want to go on a road trip for a couple of pickles in a jar? In the mid 70’s, Tony Packo’s was made famous outside of Toledo when referenced on the hit show, M*A*S*H*. A little background from the official Tony Packo website:
The words that came out of Jamie Farr’s mouth on Feb. 24, 1976 would put Tony Packo’s in the spotlight. Farr, a native Toledoan himself, appeared in the television show “M*A*S*H,” playing Corporal Max Klinger, a crazy medical corpsman who was also from Toledo. In the episode that made Packo’s future, a man playing a television newsman talked to Klinger about his hometown. Farr wrote a little local color into his reply. The lines read, “If you’re ever in Toledo, Ohio, on the Hungarian side of town, Tony Packo’s got the greatest Hungarian hot dogs. Thirty-five cents…” Thus a new epoch began. The name appealed to the scriptwriters, who wrote Packo’s into five subsequent episodes. In one show, the mobile hospital unit asked Packo’s to send sausage casings to be used in a blood-filtering machine. Packo’s was also mentioned in the two-and-a-half-hour final episode in 1983.
4. Originally the pickles were bought to say, “Hey! We were there,” and I’m sure at some point there were plans to actually eat them. It became a conversation pieces for awhile. However, I’m afraid that after a few months, then years the thought turned to, “Yea, I don’t want to end up in the E.R. Let’s not.”
5. These pickles joined our family before I did; they’re about 35 years old.
6. I chose to feature this food item because I love that my parents kept this jar for the entire span of their marriage. It really is one of those stories you hear about a couple and you can’t help but go, “awwwww!”
7. IF I could open these pickles, and IF it wouldn’t give me a one-way ticket to a stomach pumping, I would make a relish out them, pour it over a big ol’ bratwurst, add a lil mustard and DEVOUR!