Heh. Unless your dad's a dairy farmer.
See! I was basing my beliefs on a sample of ONE family! But they were really the only Protestants I was close to growing up aside from some of my dad's family who also used margarine.
'Not Fade Away'
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Heh. Unless your dad's a dairy farmer.
See! I was basing my beliefs on a sample of ONE family! But they were really the only Protestants I was close to growing up aside from some of my dad's family who also used margarine.
But not both.
Bwah!
Dude, I'm totally not ready for Lent. I haven't even been thinking about it. Guess I need to figure out if I'm doing anything. Maybe I could, like, give up the idea of joining up my old game (at $50/month). Then after Lent, I could be all, hey, I have to celebrate, and join the game.
Hmm. Not really the spirit of the thing, I'm thinking.
We never observed Lent growing up. I only started to with one of my adult friends (who was Franciscan, like vow of poverty and the whole bit).
I think any animal that you eat where the food is the name of the animal was poor people's food. If you call the food something else (like beef instead of cow), that was on the well-heeled menu.
Well, but like, chitlins and haggis are definitley poor people's food (they're made of stomach, intestine -- basically, they are proto-hotdogs). And chitlins are not called pig-intestines; they are called chitlins.
Also, between mutton and lamb, mutton is definitely poorer -- being both tougher and gamier in taste -- but which one is the same name as the critter being et?
I think that the big three of animal protein -- chicken, beef and pork -- got all the names because they were eaten all the time in the history of the English language. Because seafood keeps so badly, people not actually living near the shore were very unlikely to eat seafood (unless it be smoked herring) until the invention of reliable refrigeration.
(Somehow, we have lost most of the chicken-words that used to exist: you see them in, like, Laura Ingalls Wilder books, about pullets and fryers, etc. I blame Frank Perdue.)
Wow. That thing that just happened on Heroes was seriously joymaking.
Steph, I think you can justify anything pre-Lenten as Mardi Gras (or equivalent) if you're finishing off the good stuff before the abstinence kicks in. So if that means getting the champagne finished before midnight, so be it.
I'm not sure why I wasn't consulted on this tradition. I have lots of good ideas.
That thing that just happened on Heroes was seriously joymaking.
Which thing?
between mutton and lamb, mutton is definitely poorer -- being both tougher and gamier in taste
Something's inverted about my taste buds. I can't deal with lamb because it's nasty stinky, but mutton is quite delish.
Which thing?
The death of Simone. Almost long overdue.
Hee. Joe sat on the couch just staring at the screen.
Neither New Orleans nor Mobile started Mardi Gras, of course.
Las Vegas didn't invent tackiness either. But there's something to be said for being the city that refines a concept to perfection.
I think that the big three of animal protein -- chicken, beef and pork -- got all the names because they were eaten all the time in the history of the English language.
Beef=boeuf. The English usage came in thanks to the Normans, 'round the time of Ethelred the Unready.
Wikipedia backs me up! Awesome. [link]
When the Normans conquered England in 1066 (see Norman Conquest) they brought their Norman language with them. During the Anglo-Norman period which united insular and continental territories, the ruling class spoke Anglo-Norman, while the peasants spoke the English of the time. Anglo-Norman was the conduit for the introduction of French into England, aided by the circulation of Langue d'oïl literature from France. This led to many paired words of French and English origin. For example, beef is cognate with the modern French bœuf, meaning cow; veal with veau, meaning calf; pork with porc, meaning pig; and poultry with poulet, meaning chicken. In this situation, the foodstuff has the Norman name, and the animal the Anglo-Saxon name, since it was the Norman rulers who ate meat (meat was an expensive commodity and could rarely be afforded by the Anglo-Saxons), and the Anglo-Saxons who farmed the animals.
No reason to share it other than pure geekiness.