How many of you ever chewed a piece of raw sugar cane?
 

The homegrown article has me thinking. How many of you ever chewed a piece of raw sugar cane?

Use to get it at the Pak-a-sack out of a barrel on the front porch and take it home and daddy would take his pocket knife and cut it up for us kids. My time flies. You can get it at the farmers market some times. It was a time and what a time it was :clap:

Yes indeed my grandfather would bring it to us and cut it up and we'd happily
chew away! Times were really much simpler then...I sure miss my grandfather and the innocence of childhood!:)

Not me. I've never tried it.

Well Anime it is about time for you to try it. Be sure and brush your teeth after you chew on it for a while it has lots of sugar.

Yes many times. anyone ever hoed cotton too. I agree it was a much simpler time. We never went to Wal-mart and brought toys like they do now. Had picnics under a tree in the front yard.

I can remember picnics under the trees at my grandparent's place and they had a couple of Tonka trucks for the boys to play with. My grandmother also kept a big tin full of buttons and some needles and thread. We would string buttons for hours and then start over again.

Compare that to World of Warcraft, PSP, and iPods....

Just remember those picnics, with the platter of fried chicken and piss pumkins [watermelon as you call it] and big coolers of lemonaide and tea on one end of the table. The softball for entertainment.

My grandmother raised mint in her garden for the iced tea. Is it my imagination or have fried chicken pieces about doubled in size in the last 40 years? I never even see a fried "keel breast" any more. I figure it is either hormones or else they hybridized chickens with turkeys! ;)

What an awesome childhood memory! Even now, my mom always beats my 11 year at checkers, and she is a whiz with a yo-yo. Amazes my kids because she is so good at those things. String tricks, too. She has a great time showing off for them!:)

My grandfather lived in the middle of cotton an soybean fields. They were farmers. They lived in a 3 bedroom house with 7 kids. The parents in one, boys in one, girls the other. They had a spare bed set up in one corner of the living room for company. No air conditioner, slept with the windows open and no screens on them. They had an outhouse and you took a bath in a no.3 washtub on the back porch. And of coarse well water. they worked the fields and 2 girls would come in to cook lunch about 10:00 o'clock. They raised their own chickens, turkeys, geese. I remember well.

Their stories amaze me!! My mom was a real coal miner's daughter. They were also share croppers at some point, too. Her work ethic is awesome, as well as her value for education. Just figures I'd be a teacher, I guess.

So if you've tried sugar cane, have you ever been to a cane grinding? Had cane syrup, eaten the candy that drops when they make the syrup? Simple treasures!

Sheesh.....

It's hard to believe that anyone can live in Louisiana and NOT have chewed on a piece of cane at least once....

Anime....have you simply passed on it, because surely you have to have at least seen it being "worked" at one of our numerous Louisiana culture festival held around the state?

Yummmm!!! I have! LOVE it! It's been forever though. My dad used to have it all the time when I was a kid. Mmmm! I miss it!
I would like some of it! I'll have to be on the look out for it! Is it in season now?

I wouldn't be surprised if you found some at the farmers market. I will try to go next tues and be on the lookout.

Where I grew up off Caplis-Sligo, There was a family that grew fields of sugar cane. We would walk down the road and just pick a stalk- They also made cane syrup with it. They had a thing that sat on a pole, like a gearbox, attached to the top was a long pole with a horse tied to each end. As the horses walked in a circle, they insert the cane stalks into a hole on the side. Out the other side came the squeezed stalk and the liquid was then boiled in troughs. Now thats "old-school"!

vixweb,

I'm wit'cha. When I was growing up, I would visit my cousins out in the country. An old man would show up once or twice a week in a truck filled with goodies. Cane syrup came in a can. We used to buy it and put it on our pancakes. (hotcakes is what we called them back then). Good stuff.

raw cane
 

Many, Many times traveling across country with 4 kids my dad would pull over and cut some cane for us. Kept us busy and quiet for a good bit.....LOL

I remember boxes and boxes of shiny cans- they looked like what house paint comes in....They would always give it to the neighbors, but a little of that syrup goes a LONG way!:peace:

Yep, they used little quart sized paint cans for cane syrup. Never saw a full gallon can before. Here in Shreveport, I was a "city boy". We had the ice cream man drive through our neighborhood. But my cousins out in the country had a guy in a pickup truck with all sorts of stuff in the back ranging from cane syrup to watermelons and a little bit of everything in between. But it was the same thing were kids ran outside with coins in hand. I'm talking 35 years ago... hehehe