Posted by Sandra Alexander on Monday, August 22, 2005 at 09:17:06 :
In Reply to: Memories of San Francisco in the 1930s posted by Rosemary Penna U'Ren on Saturday, July 16, 2005 at 14:44:25 :
What was the name of the market.
: We used to go to a meat market on (?) St., about a block from Mission, where there were barrels of pig’s feet and barrels of pickles. Plucked and drawn chickens were hanging on a rack behind the counter, ready to buy with their heads and feet still attached. Mother would have the butcher take the head and feet off, but she would keep the neck and feet for making chicken broth. They had lots of sausages also. My mother loved lantjaeger, a dried Swiss style sausage, and sometimes she would buy one for a treat. She would cut it into tiny slices, which we would chew on for a long time because it was so dry.
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