Catherine Owen

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Catherine Owen Ten Dollars Enough: Keeping House Well on Ten Dollars a Week

Molly was not frightened at a hammer, and between her and Marta the top was soon wrenched off; and then she saw it was full of treasures. A dozen pots of raspberry jam, the same of currant jelly, English pickled walnuts and French canned peas and mushrooms, and boned chicken enough to last her the winter, a jar of Canton ginger and one of French plums, met Molly’s wondering eyes. What luxuries for a young housekeeper! Of course they could come only from Harry’s parents.
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Catherine Owen Culture and Cooking; Or, Art in the Kitchen

Men exclaim against it, and its name stinks in the nostrils of those unhappy ones whose home is the boarding-house.
Yet hash in itself is not a bad dish; when I say it is a peculiarly American institution, I mean, that when English people speak of hash, they mean something quite different—meat warmed in slices. Our hash, in its best form—that is, made with nice gravy, garnished with sippets of toast and pickles, surrounded with mashed potatoes or rice—is dignified abroad by the name of mince, and makes its appearance as an elegant little entrée.
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Catherine Owen Ten Dollars Enough: Keeping House Well on Ten Dollars a Week

She could fry, stew, roast, and make soup to perfection. She could not be trusted to do anything that depended on flavor or taste; she never seemed to learn that one clove may be pleasant, half a dozen detestable; that herbs should only lend a vague savoriness, never be so strong as to make one feel they were partaking of marjoram soup or parsley stew. But Molly knew her limitations and knew—take her all in all—she was not likely to better herself by changing.
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