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Minonk Talk introduces Tales from the Heartland which is a series of letters written by Virginia McBride to her family. Mrs. McBride writes about her life experiences in a unique and refreshing manner. We are grateful that she has given us permission to publish her letters.

Vinegar in your diet

Have you tried vinegar in your diet? People report many benefits from its use. One can even buy books that list many uses for vinegar, a plop in window washing water makes the panes shine. A plop in the water used for rinsing hair after a shampoo makes ones hair glisten, de-snarls the hair. Years ago when we washed eggs for selling we put a shot of vinegar in the water, it made the job easier. But what I especially appreciated is that years ago my Grandma, and other housewives of that era, always had a cruet of vinegar on the table at meal time. Vegetables, salads, and fish were seasoned with vinegar. The household had a gallon crock jug sturdily corked and generously eared. I would love to have Grandma's old jug, the top half was dark brown, bottom half was regular crock colored. The storekeeoer had a barrel in the back room, it had a spigot and he would fill your jug with strong cider vinegar. We never saw white vinegar or any of the fancy vinegars one sees nowadays. The jug was filled over and over, empied and refilled. I don't remember ever seeing it washed but then what could live in vinegar. Some bacteria must have thrived because in time a 'mother' would develop. A 'mother' !!! A 'mother' in vinegar was a heavy scum that would form on top of a container. One dipped it off- no harm. A frugal housewife pickled everything, fish, gizzards, little Whitney apples (yum), green and yellow beans, beets, meat, cucumbers, cabbage, relishes, etc. What a pleasure for a housewife to view shelves and shelves of preserves. I won't mention any names but I had young ones who could eat a quart of pickles, dill and sour, and then drink the juice. It was probably good for them.

Virginia McBride
Elma, Iowa