Tonawanda News — Turkey Day
Can you believe it’s Thanksgiving time already? With all the songs, TV, radio and newspaper advertisements for Christmas, which have been blasting since before Halloween, it seems that next week should be Christmas. Actually, as we all know, the true meaning of Christmas has been lost to the eternal “bottom line,” money. How far we’ve come in this country.
Ron Peters, otherwise know as our “Corn Belt correspondent,” sent an email about the Mohican Market on Young Street (lost to Urban Renewal.)
Ron wrote: “I worked in the Mohican Market shortly before the chain folded in 1956. I can honestly say that I worked at one of the last of the Mohicans. I was in the meat department. My job frequently was to load up a tray of sauerkraut from the big barrel in the basement cooler and bring it up to the meat case for display. I was told to make it ‘look nice.’ I never figured out how one pretties- up a tray of raw sauerkraut. In the fall, my dad made sauerkraut slicing up numerous cabbage heads into a big crock in our cellar. A larger stone was placed on a wooden stopper forcing the juice out of the raw cabbage. The juice with an ample amount of added salt would become a pickling brine that produced kraut in about 10 days. We’d supply the neighbors with the stuff.
“Glad to see the Meadow Drive connector from Erie to Nash is finally pushing through. Growing up on Nash Road, my buddies and I played a lot in that semi-swampy land. We thought it never developed because it was so low lying and wet a few months a year. It only grew scrub trees and an occasional mush rat. Never dreamed that someday it would be classified as a wetland, and would take on some significance.”