So this post is a bit silly, but I thought I'd throw it out there. Does anyone else enjoy how coffee is so inseparable from Gunsmoke? I guess the same could be said of beer, but that's a different topic. ;D There are few things better and more welcoming than a nice cup of coffee for yourself or a visitor. Though maybe not Chester's coffee.
The closest I've ever come to traditional coffee is coffee made in a French Press. Does anyone make it old-west style? If so what's your favorite way to make it? I know this has sorta come up before, but I'm curious to hear more about it, and if anyone uses things like eggshells and chicory. Also how you like it by a campfire.
I drink Tasters Choice instant in my James Arness Gunsmoke mug and refer to it as Gunsmoke coffee. Actually 2 table spoons of TC in the mug with water and heat tastes much like what I use to drink at night in order to stay awake which is referred to as River Bottom Coffee. To make that you just use old used coffee grounds,dump into a pot of boiling water, stir and then pour into a coffee cup. It is guaranteed to keep you from sleeping at night if on the midnight shift. LOL
I dont drink coffee, and never have even tasted it, but I like the smell. My dad used to keep an old campfire coffee pot on hand and on saturdays he would fill it with cold water and guesstimate the coffee grounds as he dumped them in. No basket or filter, just let it boil for a bit. And never ever clean the pot with anything but water to rinse it out. Sometimes he would soft boil 2 eggs in the pot while it was boiling.
My dad was born in 1898 (He died in 1961 when i was 12) and only made pan coffee as he called it. He was kinda like Chester in that one never knew what he 'really" put in the pot. I'd sneek some of it when I could.
Since he was a Kentucky hillbilly he could really make some moonshine and he did spike the coffee with it a lot.
Whenever one of us kids got a cold he'd make us take a sip of moonshine and sore throat was gone. Of course after a few sips we didn't care about the sore throat.
Well, Most of my family came from the coal mining country in Pennsylvania...so it was all pretty basic there...wooden shacks, wood stoves, shacks built into the side of the Moutain..yeaaa weird..But anyway....can still remember even when they moved to Phila. never really changed their ways...Gram still made Gramps Coffee in a old Metal Pot and she would fill it with Water and just scoop a few spoonfuls of coffee in the water and boil it till it was hot....she would always throw a few egg shells in the water, from breakfast. she had a small strainer thing she would sit on top of the cup to catch the grounds... she never drank coffee..(Tea Drinker) and it was Loose tea ..made the same way..and she drank it from a very shallow Bowl...with sugar and cream.. she run it thru the strainer too......She and Her sister My Aunt always drank their tea like that...(Irish thing they told me)...lol But the Coffee and Tea always tasted Great! I'm a BIG coffee drinker Today!...My Daughter says If you cut me I bleed COFFEE!....lol
Wow, reading all of these coffee-makin methods and stories is very interesting! Thanks all! Redzz, your daughter put that very well--I think that could be true of me some days. Smokey, you were cracking me up--"of course after a few sips we didn't care about the sore throat." Mike, I'm interested in hearing why you've never had coffee as well. And what a great way to save time and boil the eggs! Smokin, do you remember the episode (was it Hot Spell??) when Matt was drinking hot tea on a very hot day in an effort to cool down? I guess there is just something about hot drinks on a hot day. hmmm
Violette, there is alot to that ..IMO..anyway...it could be the Hottest day there is ...and I would rather have a Hot Cup of Coffee before a cold drink... I even use to eat Hot soup when I still worked ..people I worked with thought i was Crazy...But Believe it or not...it actually cools you down better then something cold does. Sometimes cold things are to much of a shock to your system. Like now ..I don't drink soda at all...I drink alot of water..besides Coffee...But I drink it room temp. I don't like it cold..it bothers me. Strange I know...
I used to drink hot tea, but I quit that. Now I am a diet pepsi drinker. I figure any black liquid is about the same as another. I tried, by accident, a piece of coffee candy once and it was disgusting. so no coffee for me, but I grew up waking up to the smell, and even though I dont have coffee in my home now, I still like the smell whenever I'm around it. I think the egg boiling would be the same as putting egg shells in the coffee, with the bonus of getting breakfast out of it. My dads mother boiled eggs in the coffee pot, so I guess thats where dad learned to do it that way.
Interesting, Mike. That makes sense--one bad taste of something can ruin it forever, I know from experience. But I must just say that a cup of strong coffee (one time my mother made it so thick it was like soup--loved it) with some milk in it is quite amazing...if you ever feel like giv'in it a second shot. But if somethin ain't broke, why fix it? Also, that's interesting about boiling the eggs working the same as eggshells--and traditions passed down multiple generations are the best.
Redzz, I will have to keep that in mind about the hot drinks on a hot day! Though it might take a bit of fortitude on my part to try it out. lol If I'm somewhere where there is no AC and its a hot day, I usually have iced coffee, but I'll have to try out your way.
Post by buckeyebabe on Jul 23, 2011 22:44:31 GMT -5
Mike, I agree with Violette's idea of maybe giving coffee a try - based on that oddball chance that it happens you are given a cup....based on someone's awesome brew....
I used to HATE liver and onions (how off the mark is this comment?) - the way Mom made it. One day, I was invited to a school friend's house for dinner. Her Mom made liver and onions. I had to gag when she put that stuff on my plate - but I couldn't gag in their presence. Jeezits, how was I gonna put this down? I asked for a teeny, tiny piece - which she gave me a huge glump. I asked for bread - something to get this stuff down.... The first bite was SOOOO good. My gawd, it was splendiferous.
To this day, I will eat liver and onions - on account of that ONE incident where my friend's Momma made some kick-ass, "seconds, please" liver and onions....
One day, Mike. One day, you may meet that cup of coffee that'll "bring you 'round."
..now, the eggs in the coffee bit - oh, no, that ain't for me.
BB, Sorry.....There is "NOTHING "...On GOD'S Green earth..that could ever get me to like Liver and Onions...LOL...Sorry! My Gram use to force me to eat it when I was little..she even try lying to me and telling me it was steak...Yeah right?..ugh! There are Two things in this world I will never eat ..even if it means Starving...Liver..and Pancakes!....Yeah I know ...Pancakes ..Why? well When I was real little ...and we moved from Florida to Penn. My Mom and Gram (Dad's Mom) had a Fight...so we went to stay with My Aunt (Mom's Sister) Mom & dad worked two Job trying to get us a new place..anyway my aunt fed us only Pancakes Breakfast ,Lunch and Dinner for 6 months(No Lie) while her husband and Kids sat in front of us with nice big meals...steak Roast,Etc. we never got a chance to tell mom and dad Because they were always around. after we moved ..well then Dad was angry about it..He was giving them Money...but ..what could he do then...to this day I Gag at the sight or smell of them...I've got to the point where I can make them for Bob, but still can't eat them...UGH!
Redzz, had a similiar problem with green onions. My dad tried to force me to eat them and made me sit at the table until I did. I was there all night and then he spanked with with a belt the next morning trying to make me eat them. I was 9 years old. My brother ate them for me when dad left the room. To this day only David and I know he ate them. Every time I see green onions I think of the belt marks
Love the smell of coffee also but never could drink it. Don't drink booze since dad was a drunk. Do like my diet coke, and sweet tea. I have a lot of fun being the DD when I go out with friends.
Funny how ceretain things ( smell, scents, actions) bring back good or bad memories. I really hate the sound of train whistles.
Smokey, Train Whistles? wow that brings a memory...actually elavated trains (City) In philadelphia, it's something I never really thought about until I didn't live there anymore....when the sounds were gone? then once when i went to visit, I was lying awake and i could hear them going by and I could tell you how many Car were on the Train as it went by....My daughter thinks I'm nuts... But, I could tell by the sound...I could count the Cars. I know this doesn't mean anything to anyone , but Just one of those things ...