Posted on 08/22/2017 11:40:33 AM PDT by sparklite2
This first lady was known for Depression-era frugality, and her meals reflected that. While her husband Franklin Delano Roosevelt was in office, she insisted on putrid White House dinners such as chicken liver, cold mutton, gelatin-heavy “salads” and something called Seafood Surprise.
Many history buffs suspect the repulsive meals were less about scrimping and more about exacting revenge on FDR for having affairs. In any event, Mrs. Roosevelt refused to fire the chef who made them. The advice around Washington at the time: If you were invited to dine at the White House, eat before you went.
After FDR died, Eleanor transformed her palate, enjoying delicacies such as crab legs and baking biscuits, and applesauce cake for loved ones — a sign, Shapiro says, that she appreciated good food when not serving as “the president’s wife,” a job she never wanted.
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“The only thing to fear....is that bag I married.”
As a kid, I remember potluck meals at church where there would be umpteen vegetable salads in vegetable flavoured gelatin. I was not a big fan, other than my dad’s ‘jellied fruit salad’. (He was retired and the cook as mum died when I was 13.) These salads were still popular at church potlucks in the 60s and 70s.
[ She was a lesbian. ]
She was Hillary Clinton before there was a Hillary Clinton...
No wonder atheism grew so rapidly in those days!
That makes sense. Only recently has everyone had refrigeration.
As if the Marines would care...and by then she was no longer First Lady since FDR had died about a month earlier.
Why would Eleanor care about FDR’s affairs with women? She had her own affairs — with women also.
Women of her generation and class never entered a kitchen.
My mom had friends whose very old mother lived with them. She had grown up as a kitchen maid in turn-of-the century Germany. The lady of the house would come to the kitchen with plans for the evening’s meal. She would then unlock the pantries and watch as the as the various ingredients were measured out and then lock everything back up. That way the servants wouldn’t steal food.
Wasn’t that supposed to come from Winston Churchill?
Not only was she a clam digging, carpet munching dyke, but a damn dirty commie also.
Her wretched, hateful behavior has never really reached the public’s consciousness.
That her husband never reeled her in makes me respect him even less, which is already “not at all”.
She is the poster child for the people ho opposed whatever Amendment it was that allowed females to vote.
There’s a soul food joint in my little Burg that serves up great chicken livers. In fact I might have to go down there in the next few days and get me some
I read years ago that before they had a handle on the three step treatment for TB, Eleanor Roosevelt requisitioned the entire supply of the only drug in use at the time for her immediate friends that were afflicted, putting at jeopardy many TB patient in sanitariums around the country.
I’ve told this before. In my grandpa’s bathroom the door was on the desk facing the toilet. He had a picture of Eleanor Roosevelt taped to the back of the door so he didn’t have to spend money on “physic” (laxatives).
Actually, I’ve been in the room Eleanor gave instructions to cookie and it wasn’t the kitchen. They met in a small room that she used as an office. This is in NY.
Pushing an Eleanor?
He probably didn’t-but from all I’ve heard/read about sex back then, that particular activity-active or passive-was not supposed to go on in marriage, and it was just missionary position or nothing. Wives and other “nice” women weren’t supposed to enjoy it, either-just put up with it. That other stuff was for the French-who were considered libertines anyway-and for the lower classes, including whores-apparently, it was a whole different mindset then...
The first time I went to London on my own in the 70s, all their salads were under aspic. That awful yellow/tawny color aspic. Disgusting!
Door was on the wall, not the desk.
Correct. Seemed appropriate here.
Oh, you are BAD!
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