Throwback of the House: Da Gooey Buns, Eh.
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With the largest concentration of Finnish people outside of Europe, the U.P. isn't exactly a flavor destination -- unless you like really hard cinnamon toast and pale sausages.
This doesn't mean Yoopers aren't interested in cooking. During my eleven years as a Yooper-in-law, I have recieved the Northcountry Kitchens Cookbook for Christmas three times.
I don't want to alarm you, but three of the recipes I've made for Throwback -- prune whip, orange-date bars and the Easter bunny antichrists -- all appear in this book, which was published many decades after the originals.
If the thrilling texture of a normal bologna sandwich throws you into fits of emotional displays, this is the alternative you've been waiting for.
My husband assures me that he was never fed anything like this as a child. Now that I've made him eat it, there's a chance he'll choose to stay in the U.P. at the end of this trip. I can't say I blame him, having destroyed his taste buds with Napalm-hot bologna goo.
Besides, it's not like I've got a great culinary history. I'm from the Ozarks; my ancestors would have used squirrel meat instead of bologna.
Robin Wheeler writes the blog Poppy Mom. After years of making and eating fancy food, Robin is sick of it all. She's returning to the basics: recipes that haven't surfaced in three decades. She reports on the results for Gut Check every Tuesday.