Thread: Cooking ingredients mixup...

Speaking of cooking Spud, do you know this old lady that cooks up for herself:

Widow, 80, who lives in the Irish wilderness reveals that her late husband is buried in her GARDEN | Daily Mail Online

Judith has lived in the rustic cottage, which has neither electricity or running water and relies on peat briquettes, since 1981, and has been there entirely alone since the death of her husband in 1999.

Don't know her personally but I have come across similar. One old woman if you went in you could not see her for peat smoke. All you saw was the glow of a cigarette through the smoke. Don't think she was ever aquainted with Messers Soap and Water but she lived to be a very ripe old age.
Another man of similar persuasion used to just put meat on the pan, turn and take it off with hands as black as coal. He died when the house went on fire. I don't have the nose of a blood hound but .....say no more.

One of the areas I like going was home to a reclusive lady, named Jessie who lived in the village her whole life. "Jessie often lived on food given to her by the locals and she collected the roots of wild carrots, fruit from her trees, and preserved dates from the date palm in front of her house.As far as anyone knows, the first time Jessie left Murphys Creek was when she was taken to hospital shortly before she died in the 1960s."

Lockyer Valley Visitor Information Centre - Jessies Cottage Local History Museum (luvyalockyer.com.au)

Originally Posted by RANDLOVER

One of the areas I like going was home to a reclusive lady, named Jessie who lived in the village her whole life. "Jessie often lived on food given to her by the locals and she collected the roots of wild carrots, fruit from her trees, and preserved dates from the date palm in front of her house.As far as anyone knows, the first time Jessie left Murphys Creek was when she was taken to hospital shortly before she died in the 1960s."

Lockyer Valley Visitor Information Centre - Jessies Cottage Local History Museum (luvyalockyer.com.au)

Must be a Celtic thing.

To this day there are a handful of loners living rough lives in the bush around the Wonnangatta.

in every small town you'll find at least one

I have met a few in outback SA/Qld over the years.

you come back next year and they're gone