>At 06:52 AM 1/16/98, you wrote: >>> >>Didn't save the post with the name of the thighs. Remind me and I'll order >>a packet. Still bet the squash borers get them though. I ordered some >>killer nematodes too, gotta get some of these grubs dead. No problem with >>cabbage worms this year so far. Between picking them off and spraying with >>bt we must be getting them. >> >>George >> >I received the March edition of Kitchen Garden magazine yesterday, and a >photo of 'Lacinato' Kale (which I hadn't heard of before) shows a vial >upside down on a stick, balanced over the kale. Caption says the "cotton >ball in the vial is soaked with camphor oil to repel cabbage looper moths." > The stick must be anchored in the ground at an angle, so the other end is >slightly angled, but centered over the plant. Hmmm. I wonder if it even >protects the outer leaves. Camphor is strong-smelling stuff. My Dad used >to lard his hands with Camphor Ice just before he sat down at the table for >dinner. Everything tasted like camphor ice, which may have been a >blessing, considering some of my Mom's cooking...Margaret What memories an innocent crack brings to mind. My mother was raised in an orthodox Jewish home, so she made all those goodies associated with real Jewish cooking, like potato latkes (pancakes), chopped liver, knadelach (matzoh balls), blintzes (crepes), kreplach (Jewish wontons) in chicken soup, etc. In thinking about it, there is a distinct lack of fresh vegetables among her specialties and it's no wonder that my eating habits and cooking skills were a challenge to overcome once I moved to the country and had a garden of my own. What vegetables we did have when I was a child were canned and overcooked. But saying that, my mother has been gone 27 years and I'd give anything for one of her cholesterol laden, love laden meals. Haven't cried about missing her in a long time 8: : : Cheryl Schaefer schaefer @epix.net Zone 5 in the fabulous Finger Lakes of NY