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Monday, June 27, 2016

You Say You Want A Revolution

The Fourth of July is flags, fireworks, and the Founding Fathers. Every child in grammar school can recite the tales of Paul Revere and his midnight ride, George Washington crossing the Delaware River, and the signing of the Declaration of Independence. The great names of John Adams, Benjamin Franklin, John Hancock, and Thomas Jefferson embody the ideas of liberty and justice.


[All decorations from the collection of Stephen and Celeste Dunn]


In part, the schism that afflicts America today can be attributed to the disparity between these ideals and the realities of modern life. Instead of living in a land of the free, we are faced with a dysfunctional government, controlled by vested interests, careening madly towards tyranny. Our rights, granted us by the U.S. Constitution, our privileges, and our way of life are trampled underfoot as we wave banners that say, "Don't Tread On Me!"

All I will say in this regard is to remind us of what Benjamin Franklin said when faced with his own political crisis: "He who would sacrifice essential liberty to obtain a little temporary safety deserves neither liberty nor safety."




I recently read the book The Hornet's Nest by former president Jimmy Carter. The novel tells the story of the Revolutionary War in Georgia and the Carolinas. While George Washington and the Continental Army squared off against British regulars and German Hessian mercenaries in the North, the southern colonies were left to fend for themselves. A small band of homesteaders, farmers, and backwoodsmen held off Redcoat cavalry, infantry and naval forces, renegade Indians, and Tory marauders.

The British Dragoons employed a policy of “no quarter” and executed wounded and captured militia. The Tories, Creeks, and Cherokees butchered and scalped children, raped and abused women and daughters, and slowly tortured to death anyone who did not swear an oath of loyalty to the king. The savagery in the south lasted for 10 years, starting before Concord and Lexington, and ending after Cornwallis' surrender. After reading the book, I wanted to declare war on England, load my musket, and sail on the next frigate across the pond.




What then is the meaning of liberty, justice, and the great experiment in self-determination that is America? Perhaps the meaning can best be found in the actual words of America's early patriots.

"Bless our land with honorable industry, sound learning, and pure manners. Save us from violence, discord, and confusion; from pride and arrogance, and from every evil way. Defend our liberties, and fashion into one united people the multitude brought hither out of many kindreds and tongues." -- Thomas Jefferson





"Gentlemen may cry, Peace, Peace -- but there is no peace. The war is actually begun! The next gale that sweeps from the North will bring to our ears the clash of resounding arms! Our brethren are already in the field! Why stand we here idle? What is it that gentlemen wish? What would they have? Is life so dear, or peace so sweet, as to be purchased at the price of chains and slavery? Forbid it, Almighty God! I know not what course the others may take; but as for me, give me liberty or give me death!" -- Patrick Henry

"We hold these truths to be self-evident: that all men are created equal; that they are endowed by their Creator with certain inalienable Rights; that among these are Life, Liberty, and the Pursuit of Happiness. That, to secure these Rights, Governments are instituted among Men, deriving their just powers from the consent of the governed."
-- Thomas Jefferson





"Yesterday, the greatest question was decided, which ever was debated in America, and a greater, perhaps, never was nor will be decided among men. A resolution was passed without one dissenting colony, "That these United Colonies are, and of rights ought to be, free and independent States, and as such they have, and of right, ought to have, full power to make war, conclude peace, establish commerce, and to do all other acts and things which other States may rightfully do." You will think me transported with enthusiasm, but I am not. I am well aware of the toil, and blood, and treasure, that it will cost us to maintain this declaration, and support and defend these States. Yet, through all the gloom, I can see the rays of ravishing light and glory. I can see that the end is more than worth all the means, and that posterity will triumph in that day's transaction, even though we should rue it, which I trust in God we shall not." -- John Adams




"These are the times that try men's souls. The summer soldier and the sunshine patriot will, in this crisis, shrink from the service of their country; but he that stands it now deserves the love and thanks of man and woman. Tyranny, like Hell, is not easily conquered; yet we have this consolation with us, that the harder the conflict, the more glorious the triumph. What we obtain too cheap, we esteem too lightly; it is dearness only that gives everything its value. Heaven knows how to put a proper price upon its goods; and it would be strange indeed if so celestial an article as Freedom should not be highly rated." -- Thomas Paine

"There is the National flag. He must be cold indeed who can look upon its folds, rippling in the breeze, without pride of country. It has been called a 'floating piece of poetry,' and yet I know not if it has an intrinsic beauty beyond other ensigns. Its highest beauty is in what it symbolizes. It is because it represents all, that all gaze at it with delight and reverence. Behold it! Listen to it! Every star has a tongue; every stripe is articulate. There is no speech nor language where their voices are not heard. There is magic in the web of it." -- Robert C. Winthrop


Design by Stephen J. Dunn, crocheting by Celeste Dunn

"What do we mean when we say that first of all we seek liberty? I often wonder whether we do not rest our hopes too much upon constitutions, upon laws, and upon courts. These are false hopes; believe me, these are false hopes. Liberty lies in the hearts of men and women. When it dies there, no constitution, no law, no court can save it. No constitution, no law, no court can even do much to help it. While it lies there, it needs no constitution, no law, no court to save it." --Learned Hand

"Men, you are all marksmen. Do not one of you fire until you see the white of their eyes." -- General Israel Putnam

"I only regret that I have but one life to lose for my country." --Nathan Hale





When the thirteen colonies unanimously voted for independence, and the representatives signed the Declaration, John Hancock, President of Congress, whose name looms largest on the page, remarked, "Very well, gentlemen, we are about to brave the storm in a skiff made of paper." For surely, their names on this treasonous document were a one-way ticket to the end of a British yardarm.

But what of the fifty-six men who pledged their "lives, their fortunes, and their sacred honor" by signing the Declaration? The Fourth of July is an appropriate time to ponder their fates. The following piece made the Internet rounds last year, and I thought it was worth sharing.
Twenty-four were lawyers and jurists. Eleven were merchants. Nine were farmers and large plantation owners; men of means, well educated.
Still they signed the Declaration of Independence knowing full well that the penalty would be hanging on a British gallows if they were captured.
Five signers were captured by the British as traitors, and tortured before they died.
Nine of the fifty-six fought and died from wounds received during the Revolutionary War. 
Two lost their sons serving in the Revolutionary Army; another had two sons captured.


Carter Braxton of Virginia, a wealthy planter and trader, saw his ships swept from the seas by the British Navy and eventually sold his home and properties to pay his debts, and died in rags.
Thomas Nelson, Jr., lost his home to the British General Cornwallis for his headquarters. Nelson died bankrupt.
Thomas McKeam was forced to move his family almost constantly. He served in the Congress without pay, as did most others, and his family was kept in hiding. His possessions were seized, and poverty was his reward.


Twelve had their homes ransacked and burned. Francis Lewis had his home and properties destroyed. The enemy jailed his wife, and she died in captivity.
John Hart was driven from his wife's bedside as she was dying. Their thirteen children fled for their lives. His fields and his gristmill were laid to waste. For more than a year he lived in forests and caves, returning home to find his wife dead and his children vanished. 
So, take a few minutes while enjoying your Fourth of July holiday and silently or not so silently thank these patriots. It's not much to ask for the price they paid.




On April 8, 2013, Judicial Watch filed a request under the Freedom of Information Act, seeking from the Department of Defense: “Any and all records concerning, regarding, or related to the preparation and presentation of training materials on hate groups or hate crimes distributed or used by U.S. Armed Forces.” Under a section labeled “Extremist Ideologies” the document states, “In U.S. history, there are many examples of extremist ideologies and movements. The colonists who sought to free themselves from British rule is just one example.”





A large part of our holiday celebrating revolves around the perennial viewing of our favorite holiday movies. Although the Fourth of July is traditionally a day spent out-of-doors, you may wish to escape the heat by putting on the air, putting up your feet, and enjoying one or more of the following selections.

If you have the time or inclination to watch only one movie for the Fourth of July, make it 1776. This lavish, award-winning Broadway musical adapted to film is an inspiring celebration of the founding of the United States of America. The story revolves around the political maneuvering that led up to the signing of the Declaration of Independence. Starring William Daniels as John Adams, Howard da Silva as Benjamin Franklin and Ken Howard as Thomas Jefferson.





Many of my and my wife's favorite quotations come from 1776. We have always styled ourselves as a modern day John and Abigail Adams. This exchange holds special meaning for us.
JOHN: The entire South has walked out of Congress -- George Washington is on the verge of total annihilation -- the precious cause for which I've labored these several years has come to nothing -- and it seems -- it seems I am obnoxious and disliked --
ABIGAIL: Nonsense, John.
JOHN: -- that I am unwilling to face reality --
ABIGAIL: Foolishness, John.
JOHN: -- that I am pig-headed --
ABIGAIL: Ah, well, there you have me, John. I'm afraid you are pig-headed.
JOHN: Yes, well... Has it been any kind of a life for you, Abby? God knows I haven't given you much.
ABIGAIL: I never asked for more. After all, I am Mrs. John Adams. That's quite a lot for one lifetime.
JOHN: Is it, Abby?
ABIGAIL: Think of it, John! To be married to the man who is always first in line to be hanged!




A film we have enjoyed immensely for many years is a 1987 made-for-TV production of Howard Fast's novel, April Morning. Starring Tommy Lee Jones, Rip Torn and Robert Urich, this is the story of the "shot heard 'round the world" at Lexington and Concord. Out of print for many years, the DVD is now available on Amazon.

Another brilliant adaptation of a Howard Fast book is the 1999 production, The Crossing. This movie tells the story of Washington's crossing of the ice-choked Delaware River on Christmas 1776 and the taking of Trenton. The scene where General Washington asks the young Alexander Hamilton to "silence" a farmhouse of German mercenaries is worth the price of admission all by itself. Starring Jeff Daniels as George Washington and Steven McCarthy as Alexander Hamilton.




For no-holds barred, big budget, Hollywood entertainment, check out The Patriot starring Mel Gibson. This violent but affecting story is about one man's reluctant fight to save his family, and ultimately his country, from ruthless British adversaries. The colonists understood only too well the sacrifice they were about to make for freedom's sake. As Benjamin Martin (Gibson) says, "Mark my words. This war will be fought not on the frontier or on some distant battlefield, but amongst us - among our homes. Our children will learn of it with their own eyes. And the innocent will die with the rest of us."




Our Fourth of July collection consists of a Warren Kimble vintage flag dinnerware service, homemade napkins and placemats, pewter five-pointed star napkin rings, and an assortment of Americana pieces picked up over the years. A few simple decorating ideas can include buying some red, white, and blue silk flowers to put in a vase, and red, white and blue votive candles placed on a small white or clear glass plate.

Some of the truly fine artwork being done today is being done on fabrics. Fabrics may be the most versatile decorating tool. They can be used for tablecloths, napkins, curtains, bed linens, wall hangings, throw pillow covers, furniture coverlets, and quilts suitable as wall art. Most of these projects can be put together with a simple straight stitch or a rolled hem.



Design by Stephen J. Dunn, piecing and quilting by Celeste Dunn


Stars and Stripes... and Checks... and Plaids...

I must admit, I "borrowed" this idea from a popular "country style" magazine. I generally don't do 'cute,' but the finished project turned out so cute, I had to share it.

You will need:

Pinking scissors
Fabric glue stick
5 36" dowel rods
5 fabric remnants in red and blue patterns

Search your fabric stash for any remnants from prior 4th of July or other patriotic projects. In lieu of that, any combination of patterned blue and red material will work. If you do not happen to hoard fabric, go to your local fabric or craft store, and look for packets of fat quarters in appropriate colors.





Using a garden pruner, cut each dowel rod in half. With pinking scissors, cut out two 4-1/2 inch by 6-1/2 inch rectangles from each remnant (for a total of ten rectangles). Wrap one narrow end of each rectangle around dowel rod, and adhere to self with fabric glue stick.* When all are done, arrange in decorative pitcher or vase.

*[Special hint: be sure to wrap one of each of the 5 patterns to the right, and the other of the 5 patterns to the left, so that when arranged, all the flags face forward.]

This was actually my first time using a pinking scissors, and I couldn't be more tickled pink - or should I say, "red, white, and blue"?






On the Fourth of July, barbecue is king. Every American has their own particular family favorite. Whether it be ribs, dogs, brats, ribs, chicken, burgers, ribs, steaks, kabobs, ribs, shrimp, corn on the cob or ribs, we would not presume to impose our preferences on your family's traditions.

Steve's Slatherin' Sauce

We are always on the look-out for new and interesting marinades, rubs, and sauces for grilling. We recently discovered this hot, sweet, and tangy recipe for homemade barbecue sauce.

[This BBQ sauce is great on ribs, chicken, brisket, and ribs.]

Ingredients

1/2 lb. bacon (optional - substitute 3-4 T vegetable oil)
1 large, sweet onion, chopped
3 garlic cloves, minced
1/2 cup molasses
1 cup Guinness Extra Stout
1 cup packed light brown sugar
1/2 cup white vinegar
1 tsp. salt
1/2 tsp. cracked black pepper
1/2 tsp. cayenne
6 oz. canned tomato paste




Directions

Chop bacon into 1" pieces and render in large frying pan just until cooked. Set bacon aside on paper towels and save for another recipe. Pour off bacon grease (making sure to save the extras) except enough to coat bottom of pan. Add the chopped sweet onions to the pan and sauté until they start to caramelize, about 15-20 minutes. Add the garlic and cook for 1-2 more minutes.

Meanwhile, in a large bowl, whisk the molasses, Guinness, brown sugar, vinegar, salt, pepper and cayenne together until evenly combined. Pour into the pan with the caramelized onions and garlic and bring to a boil. Reduce heat and simmer for 10 minutes, stirring occasionally.

Add the tomato paste and let the sauce simmer for 20 minutes, stirring every few minutes. Remove from heat and allow to cool. Puree in blender or food processor. Guaranteed to set off Roman candles in your mouth.





For many years, before I got sick, I worked as a cheesemonger in the Gourmet Grocery department of an upscale wine and liquor store. The Grocery featured an open-air, floor-to-ceiling, cheese case. We hand-cut to order from the finest artisanal domestic and international cheeses. Some of our best-selling cheeses came from England.

Popular favorites included Stilton, a rich, creamy, strong-flavored blue; Cotswold, made by blending chives and spring onions into bright-orange Double Gloucester; clothbound Cheddar, a crumbly, sharp, pale-yellow cheese, originating in the eponymous English village in Somerset; and Stinking Bishop, a semi-soft, washed-rind cheese, made exclusively from the milk of Gloucester bred heifers, that lived up to its name every time we unwrapped it.

Starting the week before the Fourth of July, as soon as I clocked-in in the morning, I took all of our English cheeses out of the case, and moved them to our Sub-Zero refrigerator in the back of the Grocery. When my manager, Josette, an absolutely delightful and wonderful woman from Quebec, ten years my senior, came in, she said, in her heavy French accent, "What happened to all the cheeses?"




"I put them in the fridge," I said.

She blinked her eyes, with those incredibly long lashes, and said, "Why?"

"I refuse to sell English cheeses this close to the Fourth of July," I answered.

She slapped me on the arm. (It seemed like she did that a lot.) "Get those cheeses right back on the shelf, mister!"

"No," I replied. "The British committed all kinds of atrocities during the Revolutionary War. I won't sell English cheeses. It's an affront to me as an American. At least the French were our allies."

"Steeeve, that's goofy." She abruptly turned away from me, walked over to the refrigerator, and started to move the cheeses back out to the front of the shop.

"I won't sell them," I said emphatically.

"Fine. If someone asks for any, I'll wait on them," she said over her shoulder.

And that's where we left it - until she took a bathroom break, a lunch break, or when she came in the next day - only to find the English cheeses removed from the shelves.

Vive la liberté!




When we lived closer into the city, one of our favorite places to eat was White Fence Farm. The sprawling farmhouse restaurant showcases a somewhat bizarre collection of antiques - from vintage dolls to classic cars, penny arcade games to funhouse mirrors. White Fence Farm is an all-American institution located on historic Route 66.

Although there are a few other entrees on the menu, the big draw is the pressure-cooked fried chicken. The sides are simple but delicious - pickled beets, cottage cheese, corn fritters, and a creamy kidney bean salad we would shovel in by the bowlful. The recipes are closely guarded secrets, and this recipe is recreated from memory, but if you're looking for a quick and refreshing summer side dish, look no further.

Steve's White Fence Farm Creamy Bean Salad

Makes 4 1-cup servings

16 ounce can red kidney beans
16 ounce can white kidney beans (Cannellini)
2.25 ounce can sliced black olives
2 stalks celery, chopped
1/2 large Vidalia onion, chopped
2.5 teaspoons sweet relish
2.5 to 3 tablespoons mayo
Dash of salt (my wife says a pinch is not enough)

Make early in day. Mix all ingredients in medium sized mixing bowl. Cover and let sit in fridge for several hours to let flavors blend.




Ice cream socials hearken back to a simpler time, when Fourth of July festivities centered around band concerts in the gazebo, picnic blankets spread out on the village green, and fireworks displays after sunset. I am right by their side as Tom Sawyer and Becky Thatcher sneak off to explore MacDougal's Cave for the best drink of water in Missouri.

Ice cream refers to the hard-packed constellation of flavors available at grocery stores and retail outlets. Add to these choices the variety of toppings on the market and any gathering becomes an ice cream social. Ice cream takes the shape of floats, shakes, malts, cones, sundaes, parfaits, splits, cakes, pies and novelties. Purchase several flavors of syrups, chopped nuts, a can of crushed pineapple, whipped cream, which now comes in regular and chocolate, and a jar of Maraschino cherries.

And just to make any of these taste-tempting preparations more memorable, top them with red, white, and blue candy sprinkles. You can get a 1 lb package from Amazon. (I should disclose that Amazon does NOT subsidize my blog.)





One of my fondest childhood memories was ordering chocolate phosphates with my dad at the Hungarian Kosher Deli on the north side of Chicago. How a little chocolate syrup and seltzer water could taste so good is still a mystery. These concoctions are also called egg creams in New York, although they contain no eggs and no cream. I recommend trying this updated version for a unique and refreshing treat.

(Not Your Father's) Chocolate Phosphate

[To recreate the authentic experience look for Fox’s u-bet Original Chocolate Flavor Syrup. If you cannot find it locally, it is available from Amazon.]

Ingredients

2 Tbsp Fox's u-bet Original Chocolate Flavor Syrup
2 Tbsp milk
1 cup seltzer
1 scoop vanilla ice cream
whipped cream

Directions

Pour chocolate syrup into tall glass. Add milk on top. Add seltzer. Using a spoon, stir chocolate syrup, milk and seltzer vigorously. It will be foamy on top. Add scoop of ice cream and top with whipped cream.  Serve with long-handled soda spoon and straw.






For pure ice cream flavor, you can't beat homemade. Purchase any good hand-cranked or electric ice cream churn and follow manufacturers instructions and recipes. For many years, I avoided home made ice cream because the instructions called for 2 to 3 pounds of rock salt. Now, of course, I realize that the salt does not go in the ice cream.

Remember that this truly American dessert was introduced to us by Thomas Jefferson, who brought it over from our Revolutionary War ally, France. So crank up the John Philip Sousa and toast summer's grandest day with summer's coolest treat. (www.youtube.com/watch?v=-mRn9chmRAY&feature=kp)





Although American independence was long in coming, and the Revolutionary War lasted the better part of ten bloody years, peace did come. The following quote by General Washington's chief of intelligence, aptly describes the mood of the new nation.
The people had determined that they would celebrate the occasion by some public demonstration of their joy. They therefore concluded to have public notice given, that on a day near at hand, they would have an ox roasted whole on the public green, to partake of which all were invited to attend. When the ox was well roasted, the noble animal on his spit was removed to a proper place, and after a blessing from the God of Battles had been invoked by my honored father, I began to carve, dissect, and distribute to the multitude around me. The aged and the young, the male and the female, rejoiced to receive a portion, which, from the novelty of the scene, and being in commemoration, of so great an event, obtained a particular zest. All was harmony and joy, for all seemed to be of one mind. --Benjamin Tallmadge

Maybe that's what makes us American.



Wednesday, June 22, 2016

Paella de Esteban

Popularly regarded as Spain's national dish, paella is as varied as the country itself. Restaurants in downtown Barcelona or Madrid may serve it with eel, snails, and clams (beards removed), while rural households may include white beans and rabbit.

There are a few things common to most paellas though, and in my opinion, no paella worth its salt would be without the subtle honey, grassy flavor of saffron, and good, smoky, Spanish chorizo. Tomatoes, garlic, paprika, and olive oil are also essentials.

According to tradition in Valencia, where the dish was said to have originated, paella is cooked over an open fire, fueled by pine branches along with pine cones. This produces an aromatic smoke which infuses the paella.

Serves 4

Ingredients

HERB BLEND:

1/2 cup packed chopped fresh flatleaf parsley
Juice of 1 fresh lemon
1 tablespoon extra virgin olive oil
2 large garlic cloves, minced

PAELLA:

1 teaspoon saffron threads
3 cups chicken broth
12 ounce bag cooked jumbo shrimp, tail shells removed
Olive oil for sauteeing
4 ounces Spanish chorizo* cut into 1/4-inch rounds
1/2 cup finely chopped onion
1/2 cup finely chopped red bell pepper
1/2 cup canned diced tomatoes, undrained
1/2 teaspoon sweet paprika
1/2 teaspoon fine sea salt
3 large garlic cloves, minced
1 cup uncooked paella rice**
1/2 cup frozen green peas
Juice of 1/2 fresh lemon
1 ripe avocado, sliced, for garnish

*Palacios Auténtico Chorizo Dulce Español (authentic, mild, Spanish chorizo) is readily available on Amazon in 7 1/2 ounce packages. Spanish chorizo is a moist, flavorful, ready-to-eat, hard salami, as opposed to the more familiar Mexican chorizo, a soft, crumbly, uncooked sausage.

Special note: When package arrives you may notice a white coating on the casing. This is a normal, natural process. Simply wipe off with a slightly damp paper towel.

Palacios Auténtico Chorizo Español also comes in Picante for those who like to live dangerously.

**We also used arroz Calasparra de España, a traditional paella rice from Spain. The product description states:

Calasparra rice is grown in one region only in Spain, known for it's unique properties when cooked, which are said to be the absolute best for paella. Calasparra is a premium grade of Spanish rice granted DOP status [a special European regulatory classification for wines, and foodstuffs such as meats, cheeses, olive oil, and vinegar] in 1986. Calasparra is still, to this day, the only such protected rice in the European community. In the centuries old tradition, fresh river waters are channeled through the rice fields near the town of Calasparra, and the cooler summer climate of the area results in a slower ripening grain which is harder and slower cooking. It needs 2 1/2 times as much water as standard Spanish rice.

Sold by the kilo on Amazon.

Directions

Prepare HERB BLEND by combining the first 4 ingredients, and set aside.

Prepare PAELLA by combining 1 cup water, saffron, and broth in a saucepan. Bring to a simmer (do not boil). Keep warm over low heat.

Heat a large skillet over medium-high heat. Add enough olive oil to coat bottom of pan. Add onion and bell pepper, and saute 10 minutes, stirring occasionally. Add tomatoes, paprika, and garlic cloves, cook 5 minutes.

Add rice, cook 1 minute, stirring constantly. Stir in herb blend, broth mixture, salt, sliced chorizo, and peas. Bring to a low boil, cook 10 minutes, stirring frequently. Cook 5 more minutes without stirring. (After cooking paella, there should be a layer of toasted rice at the bottom of the pan, called socarrat in Spain. This is considered a delicacy, and is essential to a good paella.)

Nestle shrimp in rice mixture without disturbing rice on bottom of the pan, cook 3-5 minutes until shrimp are heated through. Sprinkle with juice from 1/2 lemon. Remove from heat, cover with a large dish towel, and let stand 10 minutes. Serve with avocado.




Saturday, June 18, 2016

Our Father

Happy Father's Day!

This is an excerpt from the song "What Is Father," by Hank Snow:

Dear Beloved Father,
Thanks for seeing my family safely through another day in these uncertain times.
Thanks for the health, the food, and the goodness you have bestowed upon my loved ones.
Thanks for helping to make of me the man my kids think I am.
Thanks for forgiving my transgressions and shortcomings, and for helping me to walk closer in Thy way.
Thanks for my wonderful home and family, and above all, thanks for the woman you have blessed me with, the mother of my children, my wonderful, understanding wife.
Please watch over them, and bring peace to all families everywhere.
I ask this in Your name.
Thanks Father,
Amen



The entire piece can be found at:

http://tidido.com/a35184372133661/al56012b53e7c622686a81a1b5/t56012b55e7c622686a81a301

Father's Day

The bible tells us to honor thy father and thy mother, and we take the opportunity to pay tribute to the old man on the third Sunday in June.

Here's the inevitable history lesson . . .

Mother's Day evolved from Civil War dedication ceremonies to promote peace and reconciliation among grieving Union and Confederate mothers. In 1914, President Woodrow Wilson approved a resolution that made the second Sunday in May a holiday in honor of “that tender, gentle army, the mothers of America.”

Fathers would not achieve the distinction of a day of their own for another 58 years.

Early attempts to establish a national Father's Day met with resistance because most men “scoffed at the holiday’s sentimental attempts to domesticate manliness with flowers and gift-giving, or they derided the proliferation of such holidays as a commercial gimmick to sell more products – often paid for by the father himself.”




During the Great Depression, retailers redoubled their efforts to officially recognize a Father's Day in order to sell more gifts, including tobacco and pipes, sporting equipment such as golf clubs and fishing gear, tools, greeting cards, and items of apparel - hats, gloves, argyle socks, and the ubiquitous necktie.

My dad's favorite trick when opening a greeting card was to rip it from the envelope, and before reading the front of the card or the sentiment inside, he would flip it over and look at the price. Over the years, it was a running gag in my family to see who could find the most elaborate and expensive Father's Day card.

It would not be until 1966 when President Lyndon B. Johnson issued the first presidential proclamation honoring fathers, designating the third Sunday in June as Father's Day. Six years later, the day was made a permanent national holiday when President Richard Nixon signed it into law in 1972.

By the President of the United States of America 
A Proclamation 
To have a father — to be a father — is to come very near the heart of life itself. In fatherhood we know the elemental magic and joy of humanity. In fatherhood we even sense the divine, as the Scriptural writers did who told of all good gifts coming "down from the Father of lights, with whom is no variableness, neither shadow of turning" — symbolism so challenging to each man who would give his own son or daughter a life of light without shadow. 


Our identity in name and nature, our roots in home and family, our very standard of manhood — all this and more is the heritage our fathers share with us. It is a rich patrimony, one for which adequate thanks can hardly be offered in a lifetime, let alone a single day. Still it has long been our national custom to observe each year one special Sunday in honor of America's fathers; and from this year forward, by a joint resolution of the Congress approved April 24, 1972, that custom carries the weight of law. 
This is fitting and good. Let each American make this Father's Day an occasion for renewal of the love and gratitude we bear to our fathers, increasing and enduring through all the years. 
Richard M. Nixon, May 1st, 1972

And just to be clear, the official spelling is Father's Day, with the apostrophe before the s.

Today, the holiday is celebrated with traditional rituals involving weed-whackers and barbecue grills.

This holiday may be the ultimate proof that every dog does have his day, and with this in mind we chose our Father's Day menu.

In keeping with my practice of gathering research for this blog and presenting the information in appetizing bites, we naturally looked under the skin to find out exactly what goes into America's number one sausage. You really don't want to know. Nevertheless, hot dogs remain one of our favorite guilty pleasures.




In Chicago, it is said that a hot dog is just an excuse for having a salad. Actually, it is an entire meal on a bun. Start with all beef Kosher jumbo wieners and poppyseed buns. Add yellow mustard, neon-green sweet pickle relish, chopped white onions, tomato wedges, a dill pickle spear (the crunchy, refrigerated kind), sport peppers (pepperocinis may be substituted), and most importantly, celery salt.

Be forewarned - putting ketchup on a hotdog within Chicago city limits is a hanging offense.

As for a side dish, it is a tossup between baked beans (homemade or Bush's Best Original), potato salad (definitely homemade), or Cole slaw (yes, even more veggies).

Baked beans from scratch, whether oven baked or slow cooked in a crockpot, is a complicated recipe, balancing the flavors of bacon, brown sugar, molasses, and onion, as well as cooking time to get a fully cooked but toothsome bean, and I am usually disappointed in the results. Bush's are tasty and reliable, and we enjoy all the varieties.

We have a great potato salad recipe using Yukon Golds, hard-boiled eggs, Hellman's mayo, white onions, celery, green peppers, and capers. But again, this is a labor intensive project. Commercially prepared Cole slaw is generally too sweet for our taste, and my wife makes a fabulous homemade slaw starting with a Cole slaw "kit" from the grocery store produce section.

A bag of Jay's potato chips (a Chicago classic) can be used in a pinch.

[[In Chicago, it is said that a hot dog is just an excuse for having a salad. Actually, it is an entire meal on a bun. Start with boiled all-beef Kosher jumbo wieners and steamed poppyseed buns. Add yellow mustard, neon-green sweet pickle relish, chopped white onions, tomato wedges, a dill pickle spear (the crunchy, refrigerated kind), sport peppers (pepperocinis may be substituted), and most importantly, celery salt.

But be forewarned - putting ketchup on a hotdog within Chicago city limits is a hanging offense. If you must put ketchup on your fries, it is highly recommended thatyou get a seperate basket or plate so there is no chance of even accidentally getting ketchup on your hotdog.


To be on the safe side, most Chicagoans order a bag of Jay's potato chips (a Chicago classic).]]





Dessert can be summed up in two words - ice cream. What better day to have a sundae than Father's Day Sunday? Pick up a good, quality ice cream (my favorite is Oberweis), a jar of hot fudge, a package of chopped nuts, whipped cream (we use the refrigerated spray can) and a jar of maraschino cherries.

One of my favorite Father's Day traditions is watching the U.S. Open Golf Tournament on TV. I'm not a big supporter of the game, due to its elitist history as a rich man's game, and I do not play. One time I went golfing with my brother and a couple of friends (who were serious golfers) because they needed a forth. By the third hole, they instructed me to pick up my golf ball and throw it, instead of uselessly whacking away at it all afternoon. But I do like following the four Majors throughout the season.





So remember to give dad a break. When he was your age, he had to walk twenty miles to school in a snowstorm, uphill, in both directions, barefoot!