The Smoke House
I don’t know many younger folk or city folk who know what a smoke house is? I have included a picture of my Grandparents smoke house. It has been spruced up a little over the years and holds great memories for me and my sisters. Only a few times, can I remember meat hanging in the smoke house. But years earlier, when grandpa killed a hog - after it was butchered -- Grandpa put cuts of meat in a meat box with salt and eventually hung the meat up in the smoke house. ( Days of old- tough and rough living but I see more gratitude in living in those days - compared to today) The smoke house isn’t big and in later years when my grandparents bought an electric stove, the old wood burning cook stove was moved into the smoke house. Just to the right of the screen door, Grandpa put in a flue to pipe the smoke from the stove to the outside. My Grandmother would continue to cook and can out on the wood stove for years to come. As kids we would beg her to let us start a small fire under one of the cast iron eyes of the stove and cook something! There was something special about that old cook stove. She ended up adding second hand cabinets to the back wall and kept her canning jars and paraphernalia in those yellow cabinets. They are still there today. Many days I can remember playing "house”. It was a country girl’s very own play house. Hope you all are finding this cooler weather- a time to bring back warm memories. We continue to hold all of those affected by the devastating storms and flooding close to our hearts.
Thank you
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