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  • Day 10 of Jacob's Journey: Taking to the Waters

    Posted on June 1, 2012

    George Washington's Bathtub in Berkeley Springs, WV via Wikipedia


    May 31, 1819

    I've never seen sights in my entire life like the ones my eyes have graced in Berkeley Springs, West Virginia -- also known 'round these parts as Bath, after the village in the country we fought against for independence. Here, this traveling boy is encountering gamblers, rogues, acting troupes, single ladies looking for husbands, and bachelors all too pleased with the prospects. There's horse racing, music, boxing, and free flowing liquor. It's what I like to call a hog-killing time!

    But the main reason to visit Berkeley Springs -- which was founded by the Father of our Nation, President George Washington -- is to take to the tepid natural spring waters. So after making sure Pioneer was secure and fed, I paid a visit to the bath house to give myself a wash. Never have I felt such warm water, such a relief for my saddle-weary bones! Legend has those suffering from arthritis and other ailments have found relief in these waters.

    After my bath, I put on my best bib and tucker* and was served a scrumptious dinner by Mrs. Thorgmorton, who runs the town's inn. I was amazed by Mrs. Thorgmorton's skills at running a kitchen, for there had to be at least 40 other guests staying and we were all well filled on soup, bread, beef, and cobbler.

    Now Jacob Bromwell Inc. is not in the business of selling warm bath water, but we do sell many items that can help you run an inn kitchen as efficiently as Mrs. Thorgmorton's, such as our Wonder Shredders. This set of three shredders make grating cheese, fruit, veggies, and chocolate a snap. And the American tin material helps them stay sharper longer. I made a note to have a set shipped to Mrs. Thorgmorton as a thank you once I set up shop in Cincinnati.

    But don't take my word about Berekely Springs -- you can visit it for yourself. Check out this history and attractions on their site by clicking here.

    *Early American slang for best clothes

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  • Day 9 of Jacob's Journey: Easy As Pie

    Posted on May 30, 2012

    May 21, 1819

    Pioneer's ride into Berkeley Springs today was as easy as pie. That's when I realized that in his day and age, folks love comparing all things good, easy, and kind to pie. Beats me why this is a common phrase, except that perhaps pie is one of the best culinary creations to this day, and much beloved throughout America. Pie can be sweet, savory, and juicy, and quite nothing else tickles the palette than a slice with a big ol' glass of cold milk!

    If you don't currently have anything to bake a pie in, may I suggest my Golden Era Pie Plate? This 9" plate turns out the perfect size pies, whether they be blueberry, pumpkin, huckleberry, or my personal favorite, apple. Made of tin, they're still built in the USA. Not only that, but if you get the hankerin' you can even use them to pan for treasure--just like the 49ers did!

    However, I think they're best for making pie, which is what I plan on chowing down on as soon as I've dipped into the tepid waters of Berkeley Springs for a freshening up. More on this fascinating, historical village in my next entry! In the meantime, click here for this classic lemon meringue pie recipe, courtesy of Southern Living.

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  • Day 7 of Jacob's Journey: Aches and Griddlecakes

    Posted on May 18, 2012

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    May 4, 1819

    There is no finer traveling time than May. Birds are chirping, flowers are blooming, and the bees are a-buzzing. Unfortunately, they're also a-stinging, as my poor steed Pioneer found out today. While passing a grove of lilac trees along a farm, a big ol' bumblebee--laden with pollen--landed on Pioneer's rump. Before I had the chance to swat it away, I found myself landing--with a big TWACK in the middle of the dirt road.

    I was unscathed, but a little achy. The farmer and his wife who witnessed the show were kindly people. They helped me to my shaky feet and invited me into their abode (and Pioneer into a field where he recovered from his sting with a bucket of oats.) And it was in their hearth that I was treated to a stack of bacon and corn griddle cakes--the best that ever passed my lips! As the father's wife, Mary, said to me, "Mr. Bromwell, there are few things that a good bellyful of griddle cakes cannot fix." I declare Mary to be correct. Oh, a nip of the farmer's whiskey stash may have lent a helping hand as well.

    To try these scrumptious griddle cakes for yourself, just click here for the recipe from

    Next stop: Berkeley Springs, West Virginia--said to be the oldest spa in our good nation! Here's hoping for bee-free passage!

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