How Come one Woman is so Happy Washing Dishes, and the Other Isn’t? Can You Guess?



Well, duh, the poor tired woman doesn’t even have a dish drainer! Sheesch!

I got to thinking about 1950’s housewives and decided to do a post about my grandmother Rose (who I called Nana). She was really a 1930’s, 40’s, 50’s, 60’s, and 70’s housewife. She took it seriously, did it well, and I respected her. She died in 1987 in her mid-eighties. She was the consummate housewife and cook. Here is a photo I saved from Architectural Digest taken in the early 1950’s of her kitchen and family dining area. Look pretty 1950’s to you? Ozzie and Harriet could walk right in the door. (If you are too young….gooogle it).


I still have my grandmother’s handmade aprons and can attest to the fact that they were worn always in the kitchen. She had everyday aprons and fancy, for party-aprons, that were made  out of taffeta. I kid you not! I swear this lady stole Nana’s taffeta apron and I want it back!

I would SO wear it for parties.

Here is one of her everyday aprons that I kept.

This is a recipe from Nana. She would make it for family dinners and picnics. I especially remember eating it on a picnic in Borrego Springs when I was a child, around fifty years ago! My grandmother was of Polish and German descent and she was an incredible cook. This is a sticky fingers chicken dish, hence it’s name!  I haven’t seen a recipe like it and it is still a hit in my family.

So here is my tribute to Nana and her:


1 package chicken thighs with bone and skin

1 package split chicken breast with bone and skin

4 T flour

2 heaping T bacon fat (for best flavor or canola oil for health)

1 large chopped yellow onion

1 heaping cup chopped celery

1 package Far Eat Rice Chicken Flavored Rice with spice packet (Nana used long grain white rice)

1/3 cup wild rice

1 t salt

½ t pepper

1 T fresh chopped parsley

1t fresh thyme

1t fresh minced sage

½ t nutmeg

1 cup hot chicken broth

¼ cup dry vermouth

Shake chicken pieces in flour in large zip lock bag. Brown in bacon fat until well browned. Remove chicken from pan. Add onion and celery and sauté until soft and slightly brown scrapping the brown bits into the veggies.

Remove from heat.

Add two rices to bottom of a large roasting pan with seasoning packet. Stir in ½ cup of hot broth. Place chicken on top of rice. Season with salt, pepper, parsley, thyme, sage, and nutmeg. Pour remaining broth and vermouth over herbs, seasoning, and chicken. Cover pan tightly with lid or foil.

Bake for 1 hour at 350-degree oven.

Serve with your choice of vegetables.  And, don’t forget your apron!

I’ll leave you with a 50’s ad if you need a brush up on the era.


I love this 50’s theme so my next post is going to be, “I Live Near Betty’s Crocker’s House,” which I do, and I will prove in my next post. So stay tuned!

106 thoughts on “How Come one Woman is so Happy Washing Dishes, and the Other Isn’t? Can You Guess?

  1. What fun to have a grandmother and to be one! You give such a dear picture of yours. Thanks for sharing. Warm Wishes, and thanks for all you “likes” to my writing. Tasha


  2. What fun ! I grew up with grandparents who were immigrants – very old country. Never learned to cook, thanks to gram. She cooked for two families all day, a school for lunch, and a country club at night, and never let anyone in her kitchen. Posted something a week or so ago about all the women presidents in Latin America, and sarcastically posed the question, “Who will do the laundry?” Women always seem so capable to my scattered self that I’m sure they can manage. Like your style…glad you found my blog, or I found yours, or whatever.


    • So nice of you! Thank you! Your grandmother sounds wonderful, and to her, just a normal day, EVERYDAY! So impressive….Who will do the laundry??? The men!!! LOL! It is awesome that LA has all these women presidents. When we were in Argentina, we stayed in a hotel owned by the female president of Brazil as we explored Patagonia, which of course is run by Argentina’s female president….I said to my husband, we sure aren’t in the States are we?? Come to think of it, the hotel had alot of male staff…… and I bet they WERE doing the laundry!!! Hilarious!
      Love your blog and visa versa re: finding you and your blog! Cheers to you~


      • Weird dynamic with women leaders. In U.S. the lines are so drawn, go to a controversial church, or make an off-the-cuff statement twenty years in the past, it becomes an issue that can sink a candidate for prez…here, they have short memories. These women are outspoken about abortion and women’s rights in conservative Catholic countries…no problem. But then they have to adjust their rhetoric to stay in power and follow any agenda below the weak radar system. One woman I left out was from Panama…a peasant who chamioned women’s rights, didn’t shut up in power, and left office disgraced and fouled by charges of corruption. That’s so common here it wouldn’t be mentioned of a male prez.


      • Yes the political process is so demoralizing. Anyone who represents a new group of previously un-represented constituents, women presidents in Latin America, Obama in the US, has a intensely tough path to walk with certain factions desperately hoping for failure. Still the United States elected Barack TWICE and Latin American keeps electing more female presidents, and this surely is some progress against the rascist and sexist regimes/idealogies of the past…..


  3. What a sweet post – that photo of the living room is amazing – was the house built in the 20s or 30s? It look like it has an arts and crafts feel to it. Nothing better than a Nana!


    • So you found Nana!! I suspected you might, seeing as we both loved ours!! The house was arts & crafts with lots of beautiful wood paneling. It is still in Rancho Santa Fe. My grandfather had it built in 1950 when he retired and moved west from Chicago. Thank you for finding my Nana and for your amazing blog. It brightens my day~


      • That’s it – the Chicago style. Very nice. I live in a “California Bungalow” built from a plan from one of those catalogs – not nearly so grand, but also unusual in the Ozarks. I’m enjoying your blog a lot too – so fun and upbeat. Great images too!


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