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Re: In the New Yorker...
« Reply #3790 on: August 03, 2025, 01:26:28 pm »
Well, I am now two issues behind, and I guess it will soon be three. I think I will become very selective in my reading.
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Re: In the New Yorker...
« Reply #3791 on: Yesterday at 10:15:35 am »
In the July 28th issue, I liked "The Flood Will Come" by John Seabrook and "The Case for Lunch" by Lauren Collins. At last, a food article not written by Hannah! Also good was "The Whisker Wars" by Margaret Talbot in the Books section.
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« Reply #3792 on: Yesterday at 11:50:36 am »
In the July 28th issue, I liked "The Flood Will Come" by John Seabrook and "The Case for Lunch" by Lauren Collins. At last, a food article not written by Hannah! Also good was "The Whisker Wars" by Margaret Talbot in the Books section.

"The Flood Will Come" is next on my reading list. I don't have Collins' article in front of me, but I remember feeling a little dissatisfied with her brief discussion of "dinner: vs. "lunch" (I think it was "lunch"). My mother had a cookbook of traditional Pennsylvania Dutch foods, and I remember the author pointing out that farmers needed a good solid breakfast before they went to work in the morning and then another good solid meal in the middle of the day ("dinner") before they went back to work in the fields (I guess this was a lot before mechanization of farm work). The evening meal ("supper") was light compared to the mid-day meal. Thus, you had breakfast, dinner, and supper.

My grandmother grew up in a largely rural area, and that's what she called the three daily meals, breakfast, dinner, and supper. The time for the mid-day meal was "dinnertime." "Supper" kind of reminds me of one definition I've heard of "high tea" as a light evening meal (not to be confused with afternoon tea.
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Re: In the New Yorker...
« Reply #3793 on: Yesterday at 12:47:46 pm »
So nobody ever had lunch in your ancestry?
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« Reply #3794 on: Yesterday at 03:43:50 pm »
So nobody ever had lunch in your ancestry?

If they're ancestors, how would I know this? They would be long gone. ;D

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Re: In the New Yorker...
« Reply #3795 on: Yesterday at 05:29:33 pm »
I have recent ancestors -- in fact, relatives in my own generation -- who say "supper." My family used to say supper at least as often as they said dinner. Both the relatives and my parents were from Iowa.

Nobody in my immediate family ever called the midday meal dinner. My parents were in advertising, so maybe they called it three-martini time!  :laugh: (Kidding -- actually, they generally waited until they were home from work to drink martinis.) I think my cousins from rural Iowa may have said dinner, but once they became sophisticated, big-city professionals with masters degrees and things like that I'm sure they started calling it lunch.