When I was a child my mother enjoyed making good foods from a cushaw(s) which if you are not familiar its a member of the squash family. She called it killing a cushaw for which I have no idea where she got the phrase.... probably from her own imagination. Among the ways she prepared it to eat, she baked it in squares with brown sugar and butter, cooked it to a pulp to make pies, sweet breads and cakes and canned it in pint jars to store for use later in cakes and pies. I have no idea how she used it other than these mentioned treats. The apples dont fall far from the tree. Today I killed a cushaw.
Posted on: Tue, 29 Oct 2013 04:06:22 +0000
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