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First, before we tell you Mary's story, here is how we got it.
Butternut lover Vera Jones spread the word in the neighbourhood that she was looking for stories about how people used butternut in past years. She found Mary, and asked her for her butternut story. And Mary had a wonderful story to tell.
We should all do what Vera has done - ask around, find people with butternut stories, ask them to write them down, or go and interview them. The more butternut stories we can get, the wider will be the public interest in saving the butternut. And the more support we will get!
And now, here is Mary's story...
March, 2002 Hello, My name is Joyce Davis and my mother-in-law, Mary Davis, asked me to write an email to you with her story about butternuts along with a recipe. Please find below that information. Story: About sixty years ago, I was a young girl growing up in Quebec in a little town, in the Gatineau Hills, called Ryanville. You may have never heard of it, but it was tucked in the hills near Mont Ste. Marie. I have many great memories of my youth, but one of them revolves around a butternut tree. This majestic tree was set in the middle of the road. The tree had been there a lot longer than the road, so the dirt road was built around this great piece of nature. Today, it would be called a median in the city, but for us it was a symbol of how important trees were. I remember watching this tree throughout the seasons and waiting for the nuts to be ready to pick. It was quite a battle to get the great tasting butternuts before all the squirrels got to take them for their enjoyment. If we, my siblings and I, were lucky enough we would get two bags of nuts for our stash at home so that we could enjoy all the great things Mom made with them. When we weren't quick enough, we got only one bag of nuts as the squirrels got the rest. We would bring our bounty home where it would be stored for them to get nice and ripe which is when they were the sweetest. Usually the nuts from the previous year's pickings were used as they had ripened enough. My Mom would make all sorts of goodies for us to enjoy, from cookies to puddings to fudge. The fudge was the best! I would intently watch my Mom getting all the ingredients to make a favourite fudge along with the pot to boil it on the wood stove. Then I would wait to see if she would get the butternuts to chop into fine pieces to add to the fudge. When she did that, I knew it was going to be a great batch of fudge and it wouldn't last long. The aroma of the candy would fill the house and I couldn't wait until it was ready to eat. Watching my Mom make that confection and then enjoying the great taste of the nuts in the sweetness of fudge is a memory I will always treasure. Recipe: Add finely chopped butternuts to any of your favourite fudge recipe. The added flavour will make a great batch of fudge that will not last long. I hope this is what you are looking for. JoyceThank you Vera, Joyce and especially Mary!
Lets get more stories - email your story to Canada Nutculture Association