Saturday, July 19, 2008

A Little Confusion

I ran into an old friend today and  told him I planned to go eat at  Heitmiller's Steakhouse while it was still there. My friend said he eats there a lot, and it was still the same great food and great atmosphere--that K.K. would be proud.

As he understood it, however, Heitmiller's would still be there, but it would be harder to get to, as the side road would be only one way, not two way, as it is now. So, I hope I did not create any confusion about Heitmiller's still being there in 2009. It is too good a thing to not be there!  

Hopefully, my buddy is right that it will still be there, just  a little bit hard  to get to is all! I apologize if I created any confusion.  Heitmiller's Steakhouse is a Waco tradition we would all greatly miss!

Wednesday, July 16, 2008

Heitmiller's Steakhouse

I met K.K. and Donna Heitmiller back in the 1980's when they first opened Heitmiller's Steakhouse, a wonderful restaurant with great food and  a great atmosphere. They and their son, Dale Heitmiller, made the place what it was--just totally awesome! Heitmiller's Steakhouse was always on the top of the Waco steakhouses and restaurants listings, and was known as THE PLACE TO GO for a great meal, great surroundings, and a memorable dining event. 

Usually it was K.K. who would come around to each table and ask how every little thing was. If he knew you--and he knew almost everyone who came in, or he would soon know you, and would never forget you--- or you wanted to visit with him, he would take a seat at your table and visit or get acquainted.

K.K. had worked as a top car salesman at Steakley Brothers Chevrolet in Waco many years ago, and thus already knew a lot of people from Waco and the surrounding area.  K.K. had worked at Steakley with my cousin, Billy Merritt, who, along with his wife Dorothy Lewis Merritt,   has sold cars for many years at his own business, Lake Air Motors, located on Franklin Avenue in downtown Waco. I think Billy's son, Stephen Merritt, mostly runs the business now.

Yep, Donna, K.K., and Dale always made a visit to Heitmiller's Steakhouse not just enjoyable, but very special. At Heitmiller's, there was always great food, a great place, and a great friendly and personal atmosphere where you always felt welcome. You just about felt like Family!

After K.K. died a few years ago, Donna and Dale still made you feel like family. It was the same atmosphere and great food. K.K. would have been proud that his legacy of great food, friendly atmosphere, and that family feeling  had been carried on.

I ran into Dale one day last year, and he told me that Heitmiller's Steakhouse had been sold. Dale said that the State of Texas was going to take the part of the side of Interstate 35 that Heitmiller's sat on --for the widening of the highway by 2009--so he and his mother had decided to go ahead and sell the place now.

For many years, my bestest old friend and my childhood dearest friend, Sandra Gunter Krumnow, and I had metonce a month or so to eat at Heitmiller's Steakhouse, to catch up with each other's happenings in our lives and just enjoy a good meal at a good price. We usually ordered one of the Senior Specials--a juicy, delicious small steak with all the trimmings at a very right price for our pocketbooks! We would sit and reminisce about the good times in our past. Heitmiller's is also where much of the planning for our Waco High School Class of 1964 40th Reunion in 2005 took place.

 I met my dear friend, Sandra, at the ripe old age of four, when she and her family moved to a house two blocks down North 4th Street from my house at 2220 North 4th Street. Sandra and I rode our tricycles and our bicycles together and spent very few hours apart. I can't tell you how many hours we spent at her house playing ping-pong on the screened-in front porch! We were friends all through school, and we have stayed in touch all these years.  We have been best buds since 1950, literally eons ago!  Let's see...that's a friendship of 58 years! Doesn't seem that long when you have lived it.....just seems a long time when you say it!

Sandra's house on North 4th Street is still there---right across from the old Waco High School Athletic Field. That place is now the Giraffe, Elephant, Rhinocerous, etc part of the Cameron Park Zoo. The old house still looks good. It is catty-cornered to the beautiful white 1860's Georgian mansion called Earle-Harrison House, that fronts on North 5th Street.

Nell Pape, the Waco old-money-cotton- millionairess and Waco philanthropist, convinced the Historical Waco Foundation to save this wonderful piece of history. The huge two-story house was moved to the vacant lot beside Sandra's house in the 1960's or '70's.  Today, it is used regularly for weddings, receptions, parties, and all kind of events, as well as being a living history of the Old South.  

Sandra and I plan to go eat at Heitmillers sometime soon. We have not been there since the place sold. I am sure they still have great food, as they always have a crowded parking lot. I just don't know if the great atmosphere and the family feeling that was so impressive that came with K.K., Donna, and Dale as owners will still be there. We will just have to see. And have a steak while we're at it!

By the way, if you  like a good steak and a pleasant atmosphere, you might want to stop at Heitmiller's Steakhouse one day soon, as it appears it won't be there much longer, but will soon be only a thing of the past, as 2009 is just right around the corner!  

 

 

A Costly Incident

It can be said in most all places and in most all circumstances that enough money is a necessity. Money can usually accomplish many things that would not be possible without it. Sometimes money can buy influence and power. Money is pretty essential to whatever you want to do in today's modern world. It is said that money makes the world go 'round and that money talks. You have to have enough money to make it in our world today. It does seem to take a certain amount of money to survive, as even a kid today needs a little money.

 I have often been reminded to count my blessings that I live in the good ole United States of America, where--- as the rule rather than the exception-- one can receive medical treatment at a hospital in a life-threatening situation, whether you have the money for the treatment or not.

The incident of my daughter-in-law Esther Powell, my son Jimmy's wife, being bitten by the copperhead snake a few weeks ago reminded me to be truly thankful we are in America. In some third world countries, they would let you die if it were a matter of life and death if you did not have the means to pay for treatment to save your life.

Thankfully, Esther and Jimmy do have health insurance that will pay  two-thirds of the total cost of Esther's treatment for the snakebite. That's the good news, for both of them and for the hospital.  

The bad news is how much the total bill is going to be. The first-round of anti-venom for Esther cost $13,000 and the next three rounds cost $6,500 EACH. Add on the cost of the Emergency Room visit, and then three days in the hospital, and you are looking at a bill of between $42,000 and $50,000!!!!

Thankfully, Esther is doing very well, almost good as new. And in regard to all that money-- as my son Jimmy, Esther's husband put it--"Esther is worth it!!"  

 

Saturday, July 12, 2008

Some Cast Iron Memories

A few summers ago, my daughter-in-law Spring, wife of my youngest son Bobby, asked me how to make Fried Squash. That dish had been served at one of the functions of her church, Ten Mile Baptist Church, a little white wooden-frame building way out in the country near Normangee, Texas, that her family has attended since the early nineteen hundreds. 

I often make Fried Squash when fresh yellow summer squash is in season. I call the dish "Summer Squash Coins"  because of the round shape of the golden-fried slices. To eat fried squash, I slather on the catsup-- no salt-- but tons of black pepper, just as I do with Fried Okra or Onion Rings. (For those with a salt-restricted diet, the catsup has more than enough salt for good taste.)

The way Fried Squash, Fried Okra, or Fried Onion Rings --actually anything deep-fried-- are made is quite simple and about the same. Probably folks have been cooking this way for centuries, as all are quick and easy dishes. But it is fried food, and for many of us today, that is a no-no. But if you want a food that brings back an old-fashioned taste, deep-frying vegetables is the thing. Almost any food can be and has been deep-fried by somebody, somewhere.

It's easy to make this squash dish. First, get out your iron skillet. I use my biggest skillet --the really heavy one stamped, "Wagner Ware--Twelve Inch Skillet--Made in the USA"--the one I don't use all that much any more, that takes two hands to hold it, and was my main skillet when I was cooking for my family of five at Hilltop Lakes back in the '70's and '80's. I bought it new in 1976, when Bobby was about a year old, and it is now a collectible, being it is "Wagner Ware."

 A word of caution about Cast Iron cookware:   Wagner Ware and Lodge are both good brands. Unless the iron cookware says "Made in the USA", don't buy it, as it is inferior iron and won't heat as well as American-made. Never buy an iron skillet with a wood handle either. Cast Iron cookware will be here for centuries, but the wood handle won't. Long ago, when a house would burn down, the only thing not burned up would be the cast iron cookware and the cast iron dog-irons used to hold logs in the fireplace.

Back to the cooking:   Next you fill the iron skillet with vegetable oil, about two inches or so deep. I like Wesson Oil, as I like corn oil best, but any vegetable oil will do. Due to corn being used to make the fuel Ethanol, the cost of anything with corn in it--whether horse feed, chicken feed, or cereal for the kids--is much higher than it used to be. Another factor in the price of any kind of goods is the outrageous cost of the petroleum products used to get it to the store---by truck, train, or whatever. 

My grandmothers, Ann Jones Ellison and Sally Lee Allen Head, and my mother, Marie Ellison Head, all cooked with homemade lard (pig fat), and then used Crisco when vegetable shortening came out. We sometimes used Mrs. Tucker's Shortening, too, but Mama like Crisco best. Crisco was also used by Mama and long-time family friend and childhood playmate of my daddy-- Cotton Kling, a very kind man that I loved dearly-- to make snow-white homemade lye soap in a big black cast iron kettle over a corncob fire.   

Pig lard was rendered from your own pig you had raised and butchered at home, which country folk did in America as late as the 1950's, and especially in World war II when meat was rationed, and you couldn't buy it if you were even able to find it for sale somewhere. 

In those days, there wasn't a grocery store on every corner like there is today. I personally think the availability and ease of obtaining food--lots of food, more than we really need--is a leading cause of the obesity epidemic in America. We no longer have to catch it, kill it, dress it, and then cook it--we just go buy it!  Way too easy to overeat with all that food right at hand, with no effort on our part.

 I am sure there were no "good fats"-- trans or otherwise-- in pig lard, but you used it because it was what you had or could afford to cook with. A lot of people loved the taste of foods cooked in lard or baked with lard, and you could buy it at the store if you didn't kill a hog. Even in today's modern stores, I have seen lard on the shelf, bought usually to make homemade tortillas.

 I remember the wonderful taste of homemade lard biscuits spread with lots of homemade butter and  homemade wild grape or red plum  jelly. Truly a feast to a  hungry little kid--- a simple treat, but, oh, so good!

Back to the cooking:  (I keep getting sidetracked with memories of how it used to be done!)     

 For deep-frying, you want to use an iron skillet, as it heats more evenly than any other kind. I cook ONLY with iron skillets and stainless steel. None of that nasty chemical non-stick Teflon stuff that peels -off -as- the- food -cooks -and -gives -you- cancer- because- you- have -eaten -Teflon -all -your -life for me! 

Course, you don't know what pan the food in a restaurant is cooked in, so we all probably eat a lot more of that Teflon chemical than is good for us. The fumes of Teflon coating when heated will kill a bird, so I can't help but wonder what happens when you eat it! That's one reason I'd rather cook my meals at home, though I do love to eat at Luby's or a good steakhouse. I don't like to cook in aluminum pans either. 

Now for how to make  "Fried Squash Coins":   

Once you have washed the summer squash, slice it thinly in coin shapes into a deep mixing bowl. It should be a bit wet, so add a little milk or water, just enough to moisten each slice. Then add a mixture of half flour--I use self-rising, but regular flour will do-- and half cornmeal to the squash, using a fork to turn the slices and evenly coat each one. Add more milk or more flour-cornmeal mix if needed, until each slice is coated. You don't want a batter to form, so don't use much milk or water. 

 NOTE: I don't usually measure anything --I just add what looks right. This is easy if you have been cooking for a long time, like me.  Also, I don't use any cornmeal--only flour--I like Self-Rising Flour best--- if making Onion Rings, chicken-fried steak, or fried chicken. The secret of a crispy crust on the steak or chicken again is the hot oil. 

I have been told many times that I make the best chicken-fried steak and the best fried chicken, and I believe the crispy crust is what it makes it so delicious.  Many of my daddy's childhood friends told me the best chicken-fried steak they ever ate was cooked by my grandmother, Sally Lee Allen Head, back in the '20's and '30's, in an iron skillet full of hot lard, on a woodburning cast iron cookstove! 

On the stove, your oil in the iron skillet should now be hot. You want the oil pretty hot but not smoking, so the flour coating on whatever you are cooking--chicken-fried steak, fried chicken, fried squash--whatever-- will form a crust the minute it is dropped in.  My grandmother Mama Head would sprinkle a few drops of water into the hot lard.

 I swear I also remember her spitting into the lard, if her hands were full, to see if it were hot enough yet! I assume the hot oil would kill any germs, but I don't recommend that practice today.  If it sizzles but is not smoking, the oil will be hot enough. HOT OIL is the secret to a crispy crust!

 Once the squash is in the hot oil and not overcrowded-- so each slice will brown-- you MUST stay right beside it, as the thin slices will cook very quickly. Turn once, cook to desired crispness, remove from skillet with a slotted spoon, and drain on lots of paper towels. Serve immediately as the crispiness is lost quickly. This dish takes a little more effort than we modern Americans are used to, but is well worth it.

 For many years--just as most Americans did-- the Head family had a huge garden and grew all their own fresh vegetables...tomatoes, bell peppers, onions, squash, okra, carrots, radishes, lettuce, corn, Green Beans, Blackeyed Peas, Crowder Peas, Idaho potatoes, little round red new potatoes, and even watermelons and cantaloupes. Back then, no one had to worry about Salmonella or E-Coli contaminating their vegetables.  Unlike today, Mama Head didn't need the Federal Drug Administration to tell her anything, as she knew exactly where those vegetables came from and knew they were safe to eat.

 Though I was very young, I have memories of Mama Head cooking and baking on her big, black cookstove made of cast iron. There was always a stack of cut wood on the back porch or in the back hallway, ready to be fed into the cookstove.  Beside it-- and beside the smaller cast iron pot-bellied stove used for winter heat-- there was a wooden box filled with small pieces of wooden boxes that had held produce such as apples, oranges, or grapefruit.  

I liked to look at the pictures --usually a horse head or a pretty lady--on the paper labels on the produce boxes. When broken up into small pieces, the soft, thin wood of those produce boxes made perfect kindling,  necessary for starting a fire or controlling the temperature of the stove's heat. To my very young mind, it was just amazing that you could put plain old wood--kindling and little tree logs --into that big old cookstove, and it came out food!

Hope you enjoy your Fried Squash! 

Saturday, July 5, 2008

Happy 232nd Birthday, America!

Congratulations, America, on achieving your 232nd birthday!

In 1776, Colonial America was considered a foolish upstart whose goal of freedom and independence from mother country England would never be attained. The rest of the world certainly never thought America --as a country-- if achieved at all, would last long. 

Our American ancestors had a dream of Liberty and Independence for the United States of America. Their dream was to create a new way of life--Freedom--in a new country, unlike anything that previously had existed in the world.   

Facing seemingly insurmountable odds, those Colonial Americans never gave up on their dreams and did all within their power to make their dreams reality. They had Faith, Hope, and Courage that seemingly impossible things could be accomplished.

 We Americans of today can take a page from those early American country-makers to overcome our current problems. We can continually strive to make the world a better place for ourselves, our descendents, and the rest of the world.   

History tells us the way to peace and prosperity in a country like ours is really fairly simple:  Make good laws, follow the laws, and do the right thing. So many of our troubles--as a people and as a country-- stem from someone not following the law and failing to do the right thing. 

I believe those Colonial Americans would whole-heartedly approve of those who have the courage to speak out against injustice and fight for what is right, just as they themselves did 232 years ago. As a result of their bravery, the impossible was accomplished, and that upstart-- the United States of America-- flourished and became the greatest country on Earth.  

One of the lessons of every Fourth of July--America's Birthday--Independence Day--is that, no matter the circumstances, we--- as Americans,  unique and special folks in this unique and special country---still strive to make good laws, follow those good laws, and do the right thing. 

One of the best strengths of the greatness of America is our ability to be one country, in spite of our many differences. United we stood Long Ago, before we were a country. United we stood as a country in the Past. United we stand as a country Today. United we will stand as a country through the Ages.

Happy Birthday, America! I wish you many, many more!