Saturday, August 14, 2021
Cinnamon Roll Adventures
Saturday, August 7, 2021
Fun with Food in Fiction
Larry Underwood Eggs |
Thursday, August 5, 2021
And Now, Another Episode of: "So Many Sausages, So Little Time," featuring -- Eckermann's Sausage
Sunday, July 18, 2021
A Banana Story: The Bananas That Drove Me Bananas
Unaltered Photo of Men Hauling Bananas With a Bike in Uganda Emesik, CC BY-SA 3.0, via Wikimedia Commons |
Saturday, July 17, 2021
Taco Bell Enchiritos - The Original, Not The Sad Reboot
When Taco Bell had an actual bell on their restaurants back in the day (Public Domain photo) |
Original Enchiritos ("Enchirito" by mush m. is licensed under CC BY 2.0) |
Wednesday, July 14, 2021
Kitchen Pet Peeve: Breaking Bad With Eggs
Okay, I have an egg.....errr....I mean.....bone to pick with certain folks.
This is a HUGE pet peeve for me. It bugs me to no end. People who break an eggs and dump them directly into a pan or a bowl of ingredients, instead of breaking the eggs into a separate bowl and then adding them to the recipe.
Don't do it. Just........don't!
Why? Because...
1.
There could be impurities in the egg, especially fresh, "yard" eggs. Fun little things like blood spots or calcium deposits. We had a hen that had issues with that. The eggs were fine, but there were often calcium deposits inside her eggs. Not fun picking that stuff out. Sometimes just a little, sometimes a lot. She was an Araucana, and I don't know if they are more prone to that or not. She was on the same varied diet as the other hens and we didn't see that happening with the others anywhere near as often.
2.
You don't really know how old the egg is. It might have been missed and on the verge of rotting. Imagine ruining a recipe (or your breakfast), by breaking an egg like that into a pan. There is a water test that can help determine the age of an egg before you crack it open, but if you get in a hurry and decide not to do the test, you might regret it.*
3.
Pieces of eggshell might fall into your recipe if you don't break the egg in another bowl first. Imagine serving a lovely piece of cake to each of your guests, and one of them ends up stabbed in the gums from an errant piece of eggshell. Eggshell Roulette. Bad. Very bad.
4.
I would be remiss if I didn't mention my grandfather's egg story. He was in the AAF (Army Air Force) in WWII. Shortages of some foods were common all over, even for soldiers. But they did have fresh eggs in the mess halls, when they could get them. Sometimes the eggs were fertilized eggs with developing embryos. So they had extra protein with their eggs on occasion. (I have no reason to doubt this story, because people were very careful about food back then. Nothing was wasted. Unlike today, when food waste is rampant.) So, if you're buying eggs from someone who keeps chickens, you might be buying fertilized eggs, unless they keep their roosters separate from the hens. I suppose that's possible, depending on the size of their operation. I just know that we always had a rooster in with our chicken flock, so we could raise more chickens to replace the ones we lost to critters that would break into the chicken yard on occasion. I assume others might do the same. Of course we kept the broody hens and their clutch of eggs separate from the rest of the flock, but it is possible that some people are careless about it. So imagine cracking a raw egg directly into your cake batter and it has a partially developed embryo. 😒
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Think about it though. How much trouble is it, really, to use one extra bowl and crack your eggs into it for inspection before adding to the recipe? No trouble at all. One extra dish to wash. No big deal compared to what could happen otherwise.
This is one of the things that always drove me nuts on cooking shows. I don't watch those much anymore, but I do watch food videos on social media sometimes, and I find myself bracing for the addition of eggs.
"Oh, but it looks so cool when I can break an egg open with one hand to add to the recipe," they might be thinking. Well, it will still look cool if it's done over an empty dish. No excuses!
Here's a little summary...
Photo by: Alex Loup |
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Photo by Jordane Mathieu |
Photo by Klaus Nielsen |
Sunday, July 4, 2021
Texas BBQ Sauce
Texas barbecue sauce. What does it mean to you? If you're a Texan, what is the sauce you believe to be "The Sauce of Texas?" Same question to those who aren't Texans, I like to get every viewpoint here.
I say, well, in the first place: Good bbq doesn't need sauce at all. It should be able to stand on its own, with sauce on the side for dipping if desired. No question about that.
Now that that is out of the way, let's address the sauce. To me, a good sauce should also stand on its own. The sauce should be so satisfying that you can eat it with just bread and feel content. The sauce should be so good it should be in its own food group (Yeah, you know, like Aunt Meg's gravy in that movie...ha!)
To me, a good sauce has sautéed onions, garlic, tomato sauce, Worcestershire sauce, lemon, red wine or apple cider vinegar, a bit of molasses, S&P, chili powder, paprika, a few drops of Tabasco...and no feckin ketchup! Tomato paste is acceptable, but it is optional. Make it, throw it in a blender (optional), and serve it.
This is the sauce I grew up with. Every bbq event, (whether private or public), had this sauce. Maybe it was a county thing or a regional thing...I wasn't old enough to drive around and sample sauce everywhere, nor did I think about doing such a thing when I was a kid. I just knew that I could expect it no matter where we had barbecue.
Now I am hard pressed to find it anywhere around here. Bottled sauce seems to be the go-to for many. If it's not bottled, then it is some weak, pitiful version of bbq sauce. Maybe someone around here actually has it and I missed it somehow. I don't eat a lot of bbq these days, but I know most of the places in this area just don't have it. The last few times we bought plates to support various causes in the area, the people responsible for the bbq didn't have it either.
Sauce seems to be an afterthought most of the time. I can understand that, because if you believe you have the best bbq, why is it needed in the first place, right? Okay, I get that, but if you are going to offer it, offer a sauce that has substance, not these weak, wannabe sauces. Not these sauces that are bottled sauces thinned with water, or a sauce with ketchup, Worcestershire, maybe a little vinegar & molasses. Forget about that! Make a good "stick to your ribs" sauce (pun intended?), and you'll get even more butts in those proverbial seats.
What the heck happened to the good sauce? I remember watching it being made so many times when I was a kid. The cooks used giant stockpots, or even the giant iron cauldrons that can be hung over a fire if needed. That's the ticket!
My grandparents worked with a lot of families in this area when the big events were held, like Father's Day at Millheim Harmonie Hall, Mother's Day at Peter's Hall, and countless others. I watched Mr. & Mrs. Lux make this sauce for the Chuckwagon Cafe at the fair when I worked there during the high school years. Everyone in our family made the sauce for barbecue. Any excess was frozen for future use, because it does freeze well. I'm sure my grandma has it written down somewhere among her collection of recipes.
Today I made it for the 4th of July with some assistance from Mom to make sure I had the proper elements nailed down. Taste test, taste test. The ultimate taste test, I grabbed a piece of bread to test it. It passed! Score one for the kid! I know it will taste even better tomorrow, just like chili & stew do. When someone tells you the flavors need to "marry," they ain't pullin' your leg, Pod'nah.
I hope everyone had a nice 4th of July!
Brisket with Texas BBQ Sauce on the side |
What About Those Poppy Seeds?
Buchta |
I grew up loving poppy seed. My Czech grandmother made kolache on a regular basis and we all clamored for the yummy poppy seed kolache. Sometimes she would make them open-face with posipka, but most often she enclosed them in the dough and made a poppy seed roll, and brushed them with butter when they came out of the oven. Once in a while she would glaze them with a simple glaze, but they didn't need any adornments. They were good just as they were.
That wasn't the only time she used poppy seed. She also made buchta, which is a giant poppy seed roll. It was usually consumed in less than 24 hours. Lemon poppy seed cake was another favorite. She made that one in a bundt pan and glazed it with a lemon glaze.
She was a purist about her poppy seed filling, and that rubbed off on me. No canned poppy seed. Never, never, never. No way, no how. She had a grinder and would grind it herself, and if we were around we'd help her grind it. Then she would make the filling on the stovetop.
Sometimes we would try someone else's kolache, but they just couldn't hold a candle to Nan's, and most of the time they were filled with canned filling. The canned version was terrible--too sweet and tasted "canny." I could always tell when someone used the canned filling, and it was always a disappointment. That hasn't changed. There have been no improvements to the canned version after all these years.
I'm very fortunate because I have her dedicated poppy seed grinder in my possession and that is what I use when I make poppy seed filling.
Nan's poppy seed grinder, made in...you guessed it, Czechoslovakia! |
One thing I never had to worry about, (in fact, I never even heard about until years later), was the issue with the opiate content in poppy seeds. My grandfather and one of my uncles were both engineers with the Santa Fe railroad, and I remember that my uncle wouldn't eat poppy seed kolache unless he was on vacation. (Of course, the rest of us weren't bothered by this because there were more for us.) If he ate poppy seed, it might show up in a drug test. I don't really know when they started doing drug tests, but I don't think they became standard until after my grandfather retired, or maybe shortly before then. I could be wrong, though, since it wasn't something I had to worry about personally. (Except for the extra kolache factor, that is.)
I wanted to address it on this blog because I think some people might think that poppy seed will make you high if you eat enough of it. The poppy seeds themselves do contain a tiny bit of opium, but the majority comes from the sap in the pods which house the seeds. There is a chance that the poppy seeds will come in contact with the sap when they're harvested, but the poppy seeds that are available for purchase are normally washed before they go on the market. Still...traces of opiate might remain on the seeds after they're cleaned, and there's also the minute amount that the seeds themselves contain, but it is nothing to worry about.
In the past, anyone who worked for a company that required regular blood tests could end up with a pink slip. Luckily, the federal government raised the acceptable level from .3 micrograms to 2 micrograms, so it's not really as much of an issue now. Just to be on the safe side though, if you have to have a drug test and have consumed anything with poppy seed, mention it to the tester.
As far as getting high? No. You would have to consume an insane amount of poppy seeds for that to happen. Many pounds. You won't get a buzz from eating a poppy seed kolach. Well, maybe a sugar buzz, but that's it.
There are some great articles in Google Scholar that discuss the opiate content of poppy seeds and information related to that if you are interested in learning more.
I started thinking about poppy seeds because it is about time to make some kolache again. I don't make them nearly as often as my grandma did. I also like to make Mohnkuchen (German Poppy Seed Cake), which has a layer of poppy seed...a "mother lode" of a layer about an inch thick or more. (Still not enough to get a buzz, but the point of eating poppy seed is to enjoy the wonderful flavor. If you need a buzz, break out the wine. I don't know what wine pairs with poppy seed desserts though. You're on your own with that.)
Thinking about that led me to thinking about some poppy seed loaded treats I made a few years ago. I brought them to a party, and believe it or not, there were leftovers. Leftovers? The poppy seed kolache and the Mohnkuchen were barely touched, but the other kolache were consumed. Hmm. It didn't occur to me at the time that no one wanted to eat the poppy seed because of the rumor of the buzz. It did hurt my feelings a bit. I spent a lot of time and love making the kolache and the Mohnkuchen, so when it was largely ignored, it hurt my heart. It was really my fault because I should have remembered that the attendees were people who eschewed alcohol, so I should have known. It didn't cross my mind though, because I never viewed poppy seeds as drugs or thought about them in that way at all, except for my uncle's drug tests. But there was a bright side. Leftovers! More for the true poppy seed kolache hounds.
Here is a pic of a Mohnkuchen at a different party. This Mohnkuchen was consumed.
Poppy Seed Kolache Deluxe |
Friday, June 25, 2021
You Did WHAT With The Bacon???!!!
Image Courtesy of: Barry Langdon-Lassagne, CC BY 3.0 via Wikimedia Commons |
- (aforementioned use) Make bacon crumbles for baked potatoes
- Make bacon crumbles for salads
- Wrap asparagus spears and roast in the oven
- Make stuffed jalapeños & wrap with bacon before roasting
- BLTs
- Use on bacon burgers
- Garnish for baked potato soup
- Chop it up and use it for fried rice
- Make frijoles charros
- Breakfast burritos
- Wrap a boneless chicken breast before roasting
- Use if for "barding" with any other meat
- Pancakes with bacon bits
- Jambalaya
- Bacon wrapped shrimp
- Bacon-cheddar biscuits
- Use in place of pancetta in Spaghetti carbonara
- Make bacon jam
- Bacon & onion potatoes!
All kinds of YUM! |
Wednesday, May 20, 2020
Let's talk about...Swedish Meatballs
There are many different kinds of meatballs, but today I want to focus on Swedish Meatballs. Have you ever been in a restaurant that had Swedish Meatballs on the menu? You don't see that often around here. Maybe at a cafeteria. Well, one day I was at a restaurant and I decided to order their "Swedish Meatballs." Talk about disappointment! They brought out a bowl of what could only be described as meatball soup. Meatball soup IS a thing in different cuisines. But Swedish Meatballs are not meatball soup.
Granted, it's not the fanciest place in the world, but the food is usually passable (for the most part), and resembles its menu description. Not so with the Swedish Meatballs. What ended up at our table was nothing but meatball soup. Bland meatballs...not much flavor at all, plus some large pieces of bell pepper, and there were a few waterlogged tomato pieces in it too. I ate it, because I don't like to waste food, but it took a very long time to get over it. Plus, since I was really busy at the time, I didn't have time to make any at home to help erase that terrible meatball experience for at least 6 months.
Anyway, I had to have a rant about that. I've been meaning to rant about it for a while on this blog but I didn't have time. Well, here it is...finally. (I won't call out the name of the establishment that has the non-Swedish Meatballs. If you want to know, I can reveal the name privately.)
I like my Swedish Meatballs with cream sauce. Some enjoy them with a little ligonberry jam or sauce on the side, but it's not a requirement for me as long as the cream sauce is available, along with some egg noodles.
Here is a batch I made recently, paired with spaetzle and sautéed asparagus. A lot of work but well worth it. I'll have to post the recipe. I got it from a Swedish friend, and of course I did some tweaking...not to change the recipe, but to enhance the texture of the meatballs.
So, until next time...Happy Eating! :)
Wednesday, April 15, 2020
The Atrocious Fetor of Celery
Celery (Photo Courtesy of Wikimedia Commons) |
I have been away for far too long. I really have no excuse for neglecting this food blog, other than I have been busy working and haven't had a lot of time for fun. Well, I am going to try and remedy that now.
Let's talk about celery. I'm not here to dissect the entire plant or discuss the different varieties and all of the different applications. For this post, I am addressing your ordinary, benign(?!?!), basic celery bunch that you can grab at the market.
I really don't hate celery, even though the title of this post might suggest otherwise. I enjoy using it in many dishes, and those dishes just wouldn't be the same without it.
My issue with celery can best be summed up by this picture that I ran across when I was browsing in Wikimedia Commons:
Stalk of the Celery Monster Photo Courtesy of Wikimeida Commons |
I don't know the history behind the above photo, but I am hoping that the person responsible is a kindred spirit, because I do feel stalked by the Celery Monster after I am in contact with celery. I seem to have a sensitivity to the odor. I know I can't possibly be the only one. I have questioned others about it but so far, they don't have an issue with celery odor. If I touch it, it lingers for an extremely long time...or at least, my nose detects it for an extremely long time. For example: If I buy celery at the market, I can still detect the odor of celery in the car the next day. It is that pervasive, for me, anyway.
I have tried to link it to an experience in the past, and the thing I could recall was an experience with a TV dinner many, many years ago. It was fried rice. I don't recall the brand. But the fried rice was so overloaded with celery that it was ridiculous. I could not even finish it. When I think of it right now it makes me want to gag. So maybe this affliction is linked to that TV dinner.
I don't have any issue with dicing onions or garlic. The lingering odor from either of those does not bother me at all. It is rather pleasant to make a dish with garlic and still detect the heady odor later. But even those odors can't compete with celery. Touching celery is like sticking a toe in "The Bog of Eternal Stench" - except you smell celery forever, (instead of smelling like the noxious odor of the bog).
I try to stay positive about celery. Mirepoix (celery, carrot, and onion) obviously would not work without celery. Mirepoix is essential for a good stock. You can make it without it, but the flavor is not the same. I have even resorted to using celery seeds in stock if there is no celery in the fridge.
Mirepoix Photo Courtesy of Wikimedia Commons |
Similarly, can you imagine gumbo, as well as many other Cajun dishes, without the Cajun Holy Trinity? No way!!!
The Cajun Holy Trinity (Onion, Bell pepper, and Celery) Photo Courtesy of Wikimedia Commons |
Celery is an aromatic and it just MUST be used in many different dishes, all of which would suffer greatly without it. Stuffing (or dressing) for the Thanksgiving turkey; fried rice (yes, in a reasonable amount); Waldorf Salad (which would simply not be a Waldorf Salad if it didn't contain celery); and even that requisite stalk of celery in your typical Bloody Mary. That's just an extremely tiny sample of the use of celery. I could go on for days about the importance of celery, but it's not necessary. Your palate will tell you that.
But that odor!!! Holy Stench, Batman!
I would love to hear from others who have an issue with "The Stalk of the Celery Monster."
I'm hoping to be a better blog steward, especially with the extra time most of us have on our hands during this time. I have some interesting food adventures to share, so I will make a point of blogging about food as much as possible, when I'm taking a break from working in the garden & growing more food.
See you soon, Food Lovers! ♥️♥️♥️
Monday, September 16, 2013
Tex-Mex Tales
We recently heard some sad news about the state of a couple of Tex-Mex restaurants in our little town of Sealy, Texas. There was a report of possible rodent infestation at two of our local restaurants. The sources which generated this information are credible.
I'm not going to mention any names...if you live in Sealy and you want to know, send me a private message. I will describe the incidents, though.
The first incident involved take-out containers. The recipients of the take-out containers are related to me, so I take their word on this. The containers had been gnawed on by rats (or other small rodents). I shudder to think of what else they might be up to in that particular kitchen. Why didn't the waitstaff notice the teeth marks? I don't know. Maybe they did and decided to use them anyway to save money. Maybe they thought no one would notice. Yeah, that didn't work out so well. Now the word is out.
The second incident is far worse. Witnesses described a scene right out of a horror movie...oh, let's say...like "Willard" or "Ben." Meat had been left out on the counter to defrost, (already a big no-no and food safety hazard). The worst part? Rats were gnawing on the meat. Oh, yum-yum! NOT!
That's a little too close to "Demolition Man" food for me. (Remember the burger?) Not that that particular restaurant would have substituted a few of the rodents to make up for the loss of the meat, but...well...my mind wanders.
So...even if there is an announcement that these problems have been resolved...I just don't see myself being able to dine at either of the places again. Ever. It's a damn shame, because both of them were good. Not the greatest ever, but good most of the time.
Now if we crave Tex-Mex, we're out of luck as far as dining out. Well, there is one other place here, but we haven't been in years. Their beans always taste "off," like they weren't held at proper temperatures. (My theory on that was that they must have used them for the lunchtime buffet and saved them for the evening meal.)
That leaves driving out of town or home-cooked Tex-Mex. We do it on occasion anyway, so it's not that much of a stretch. That's what we ended up doing yesterday, on a bigger scale. We did a "combo meal": salad plate with tacos & guacamole...then cheese enchiladas, tamales, Mexican rice and beans. All dishes were made from scratch, except the tamales. Fresh and delicious! Untouched by rodent lips! Win, win, WIN!!
Of course, some of the products had GMO ingredients...hard to avoid since GMOs have invaded so many of our crops. But, the good outweighed the bad, in my opinion.
Cheese Enchiladas from the home kitchen |
Loaded Tacos! |
Cheese Enchilada Plate with a tamale, refried beans & yummy rice |
Now our Tex-Mex craving has been satisfied...and we have leftovers!! WOO-HOO!!
Have a great day and may you enjoy "rodent-free" cuisine for the rest of your life!
Sunday, January 27, 2013
A shrimp po-boy is a thing of beauty...
It was hard to make a decision because Antone's has expanded its menu over the years.
The shrimp po-boy won the coin-flip this day. At first glance it appears that there isn't enough shrimp in the sandwich. Let me assure you, there was. It had the perfect amount.
It was DEEEEEEEEEEEEEEElicious!!! If the shrimp had been a little spicier, I would have been happy but the coating was still good. The vegetables were super-fresh and the French fries were nice and hot. They were generous with those puppies, too.
On this same day, I heard the sad news about Antone's closing its original location in Houston. I haven't confirmed this news yet, so don't quote me on that. However, I encourage you to stop in for lunch anytime you can, particularly at this location, which is at 610 and T.C. Jester in Houston.
Shrimp Po-boy |
Thursday, December 27, 2012
When Life Hands You Lemons....
Friday, November 30, 2012
Another Successful Dish from Leftover Holiday Turkey
On a side note, the mixture itself would have made for some great turkey salad sandwiches<<<and that is coming from someone who is NOT a fan of chicken salad sandwiches. Tuna, sure. Never have cottoned to chicken salad, though. Maybe I will now, however.
You can view the recipe here: Baked Turkey Croquettes.
Baked Turkey Croquettes..err...umm...patties...Ha! |
Sunday, November 11, 2012
A Restaurant Review to Tempt Your Taste Buds
Sunday, September 23, 2012
Bitter Cucumbers--Does Cutting & Rubbing Remove Bitterness?
We had a very lengthy discussion about bitter cucumbers last night. This was a big practice in our family, at least on the Czech side. Mom doesn't remember Great-Grandma Hintz (the German side) doing this, and neither do I. (I remember Great-Grandma Hintz's "cottage of tomatoes," though...that's definitely a story all its own and I'll have to remember to cover it in another post).
E.J. remembers her mom doing this (her mom was my great-aunt, Albina). My Czech grandma, Nan and Aunt Albina swore that this helped remove the bitterness in cucumbers. Their parents told them so, and so they continued the practice unfailingly.
The consensus as of last night is this: E.J. still faithfully executes the practice of rubbing. Mom does it only once in a while. I don't do it at all any more because I stopped being a believer some years ago.
This doesn't mean I am shaming my ancestors or being unloyal to them, as the tone in E.J.'s voice suggested when I told her that I don't do it anymore.
I don't do it anymore because I don't believe it works. There. I said it. I don't believe it works because some years back when we had a bountiful explosion of cucumbers in the garden, I did some experimenting on my own.
I noticed that the bitterness was at the stem end most of the time. Sometimes it did travel farther or was even in other areas but for the most part--the stem end was the problem. So I just started cutting off the stem end (and farther up if necessary).
I noticed that when there was bitterness in the cuke, there was usually an area that looked drier and spongey. I thought it might be related. (I also noticed that if I forgot to water the garden and the cucumber vines got too dry, the cukes were almost always bitter).
We didn't have the internet back then and I didn't go tearing off to the library to get into the reference books. I had plenty of cucumbers to study.
Cucumber Pickin' on the World Wide Web
After our lengthy discussion last night, I decided to do a little research and see if I could find some definitive answers about rubbing the cut end of the cucumber to the other end in order to remove bitterness.
It was an interesting search. I found that the practice is not limited to the South. It's all over the U.S. It's not limited to Czechoslovakians, either. There are Germans who engage in this practice. Some Canadians do it. I found some British practitioners, too. I found practitioners in India as well, but in that instance, I found that the family rubbed the cut end on the cuke to get rid of "latex." (Is the word latex in India exchangeable for the English word for bitter? I don't think so but I didn't look into that little tidbit in depth).
There were variations in the way to do it, and different explanations as to why it worked. Some Canadian practitioners said you must cut both ends off and make notches on the ends before rubbing. An American variation stated that you must sprinkle salt on the end before rubbing.
All of the practitioners that I discovered while I was searching were doing this because it had been passed down the family line. I couldn't find any hard scientific data about this practice. (Yes, I even checked "Snopes," but the only discussion about it was limited to the message boards.)
Am I lookin' for cukes in all the wrong places?
I did find some information at Washington State University about removing bitterness from cucumbers. Cut off the stem end and/or peel the cucumber. You can also slice it, salt it and let it sit for a while, then rinse and prepare as normal. No mention of rubbing.
So Does it Work or Not?
I noticed that many people who engage in this practice either claim that the bitterness is the foaming that is produced by the rubbing or that the bitterness is removed by the "capillary effect." The "capillary effect" subscribers claim that the bitterness always runs underneath the skin of the cuke.
Everyone has explanations about why this practice supposedly works and variations of the practice.
Well, I vote no. It doesn't work. I apologize to any ancestors or anyone else that I may be offending or if it seems like I am blaspheming to make this admission, (I guess E.J. thinks I am nothing but a Benedict Arnold), but I just don't believe in this anymore. That doesn't mean that I don't believe in magic, especially "Kitchen Magic," but this? No.
Show me some definite, hard facts and I will change my mind. Find me a white-haired scientist with bushy eyebrows that conducted actual physical experiments on cucumbers and then measured the results with delicate instruments.
Oh, and I have to add: the bitter cukes are most common if you raise them yourself or buy them at farmer's markets and such. The variety used for pickling seem to be the most susceptible. Another "official" site claimed that commercially grown cukes are bred so that the amount of bitter compounds are reduced. (I can't find the site now but I'm sure that this is probably true since we live in a world of "Frankenfood.")
I would love to know the origin of this practice. Does your family do it? Please leave me some feedback. It really is one of those great mysteries. We'll call it: "The Cucumber X-Files." I think this mystery would leave Mulder and Scully in a pickle. Ha ha ha! ;)
Have a great day! :)