Monday, June 21, 2010

Monuments and TODAY

It was great to see Andre Rieu, here in America (on TV).

"André [...] Rieu (born October 1, 1949) is a Dutch violinist, conductor, and composer best known for creating an international revival in waltz music with his 'Johann Strauss Orchestra'. He plays a 1667 Stradivarius violin." (Amazon.com)

I was recently going through some of my old photos. 
While I was in High School, I went on an East Coast Tour with a few of my class-mates. One stop was New York. I thought I would share a few photos from that trip, since it relates (roughly) to Andre being in New York and on the Today show and to my family going through the Ellis Island system. 

"The Statue of Liberty Enlightening the World was a gift of friendship from the people of France to the people of the United States and is a universal symbol of freedom and democracy. The Statue of Liberty was dedicated on October 28, 1886, designated as a National Monument in 1924 and restored for her centennial on July 4, 1986." (US National Park Service)

A friend and I hiked up all the stairs in the Statue of Liberty to look out the windows in her crown. From the crown, our view was of a bit of the island, water and fog (see second photo). Our legs were like jelly when we finally got down on the ground again.

"Opened on January 1, 1892, Ellis Island became the nation's premier federal immigration station. In operation until 1954, the station processed over 12 million immigrant steamship passengers. The main building was restored after 30 years of abandonment and opened as a museum on September 10, 1990." (US National Park Service)

One photo is Ellis Island as we approached it on the ferry. The next photo is some of the luggage left at Ellis Island.

Earlier that same day, another friend and I went to the Today show where we made it onto TV (well, my friend's mom saw me but not her daughter ...but she was standing right next to me ~ maybe someone jumped in front of her during our one second of fame).

The last photo is of a gift from Holland called The Netherlands Carillion. 
It "[...]expresses the gratitude of the Dutch people for American aid received during and after World War II. The carillon itself symbolizes the friendship between the people of the Netherlands and those of the United States... a friendship characterized by a common allegiance to the principles of freedom, justice, and democracy which has weathered temporary differences." (US National Park Service archive)




Tuesday, June 15, 2010

Andre Rieu in Rockefeller Center in NYC Tomorrow morning!

Someone! - Anyone! Fly me there tonight!
Ok, so realistically- I will be watching Andre Rieu and his Johann Strauss Orchestra performing on NBC's TODAY show (tomorrow - Wednesday 16 June 2010 @ 8:30am).

Andre Rieu is a Dutch composer who has been dubbed the King of Waltz. You can read about him and his life and accomplishments on his website (I have a link below)
A couple months ago I stumbled upon a video of him and his girls doing the traditional Klompen Dance (also linked below). I continued onto his website and after seeing a few more videos, signed up for his newsletter. The very next day, I got an email announcing the tour he would be doing in America and the stop in Seattle! Yay!

His Seattle date is on 6 December 2010 at Key Arena. I'm hoping to acquire tickets to that show.  If anyone I know would like to go with me, maybe we could get a group of us together... (there is a 8 ticket per household limit)... Let me know soon if you are interested.
Tickets range from around $50-$150 for just the tickets to the show. There's also The Waltz package for $300 (Package includes one Premium seat located within rows 2-5, and an Exclusive ANDRE RIEU merchandise item). Then there is The Andre Rieu Experience for around $1500 (Package includes one Premium seat located within rows 1-2, Invitation to afterparty with ANDRE RIEU and performers, Photo with ANDRE RIEU, Access to soundcheck, Buffet dinner, Exclusive ANDRE RIEU merchandise item, Autographed program book, Onsite event management staff, and VIP entrance and parking (where available))

Go to the Andre Rieu site
...I was just exploring his site again and found a recipe section! ...and his son is a painter!
I hope I'll be able to see him in December. I think this is all I can say now without sounding like an Andre Rieu nut.

Here's the video that started this section of my exploration... enjoy!

Wednesday, June 9, 2010

Uitsmijter (Chucker-Out?!)

Chucker-Out
Uitsmijter
"The Dutch have a lot of odd names for their national cuisine that are untranslatable." Johanna (van der Zeijst) Bates introduces the recipe, "This simple dish is the Dutch equivalent of the North American hamburger. [...] [I]t is merely a pick-me up in nutritious form"(Lets Go Dutch -A Treasury of Dutch Cuisine).

I tried this last night for dinner. It is very simple to put together and it very tasty. It looked lonely by itself so I baked some fries and cooked some peas to cuddle around it on the plate. The recipe actually says to put two Uitsmijter on one plate and that four of these serves two people. This is so filling, I could only finish one (barely). So, I have some nice leftovers...



Johanna (van der Zeijst) Bates. Let's Go Dutch - A Treasury of Dutch Cuisine. Saskatchewan, Canada: Centax Books, 1988, Eighth printing 2004

Friday, June 4, 2010

From Flowers and Rock candy to "Land! Land!" the Promised Land!

I read my (*MMM) Great-Grandmother's younger-life story as told by herself in 1990 in a tape recording. This was a year before she passed away at the age of 96. I do not know how many of our family members knew of this tape. It was a great surprise to myself just within the last couple years. My cousin phonetically wrote down everything our (*MMM)Gr-Grandmother said in the recording. In some places, she seemed to be thinking allowed, so for on-line reading ease, I have edited and interpreted some parts of the story (the "raw" story is available among family members). Although I never had the chance to meet her, I love her story. She ends it quite abruptly, but this is because she was sharing her young-age life story. The actual recording is now missing. My cousin who wrote this down and passed it along, did a great thing for the family. Those who never new (*MMM)Great-Gramma can, at the very least, cherish this story in their family memory books.

This is her story (edited, summarized and quoted for easier on-line reading - omitting family names) :

"I was born in Holland," she begins, "which was below sea level. Holland is a man-made land. They had to bring land up out of the sea and that was a very hard job to that. They got rocks from England and they put some straw and some junk on there and they did that until the were above sea level. And then they had to pump them all empty, I don't know what kind of pumps they had but they had some." She talks about how the earth was full of clay in the pumped area. They couldn't work with the clay-soil right away, so they let it set for a year. Then they tried to work the soil. They got a "big piece of ground" and she say's, "that's the way they did with the whole lot of the Netherlands then they always have big dikes around it and they protect the land from the sea." She lived right on an old dike. One side was farm land and the other side was the pasture land. "When the Spring came, on the side where the grass was it was all covered with flowers, beautiful flowers. There was Buttercups and Daisies and purple flowers and it was so pretty - the whole field, it was covered with flowers." One of Gr-Gramma's chores was to get the groceries. Her Mother would send her to town to get the groceries. She had to go through that flowery pastureland. Speaking of the groceries she would get, she says, "Not so much never, just a little bit of rice and a little bit of sugar and some of that rock candy that they put in the coffee and maybe some other stuff to put in the coffee and a loaf of bread, too, I think." "...That was all we ever really got so it was not such a big basketful because Ma had a big garden, always. So we had a lot to eat."
When sending her to get groceries, Gr-Gramma tells us that her Ma never said they had to hurry, just "get back by dinner" so she would quick get the groceries and she says, "it was so lovely that I would just lay down in the grass and I'd look up at the clouds and they were big white clouds." On the way back she couldn't stand the temptation and always "snooped some of the rock candy." When she got back Ma would say, "So - You snooped a Snoochty, huh?" Her mother never punished her for it. "She was a good old mother," she tells us. She said, "I knew it was wrong but I did it anyways but that was in my childhood days and I was only 12 years old."

This is "Ma"
(my Gr-Gr Grandmother)
(*MMMM).
This photo was taken
much later in life, after they
arrived in America.


Then she says her folks decided they wanted to go to America. "Pa, he wanted to go all the time already, but Ma said that she would not want to go so far away while her mother was still living yet." But then her Grandma died and Ma consented to go to America. They sold all their belongings and the property too.
They left sometime around April. "Ma packe
d two great big trunks and they were full of wool blankets." She says, "Then she stuffed some things in there; dishes I guess and her tea set and a sewing machine." She goes on, "...she stuffed those things between the blankets and they went to America with us." She says they sat in the train for a day in Holland. "I had lived in [...] [Groningen] where there was a top and a bottom..." I believe she means that Groningen is in the NE and they caught the boat in the SW of Holland - Rotterdam.
At the boat, the family met a couple boys who were helping them get to America. "They worked so hard to take us and get u
s there." After leaving the port, she says they crossed the North Sea to South Hampton, England. This is where they boarded the boat to America "So we went on that big boat but it was like a town almost. There was a lot of people and there was a first class and a second class and a third class and I think we were in the second class, but it wasn't the baddest class because the third class people they had to go way downstairs - that where their cabins was and we were about the middle." She goes on, "There a place where we could see the sea and it wasn't that bad..." She says that the sea became "real rough" They got hit back and forth when they were "on a bump," This was very tough on them and soon "we were sick and we had to throw up everything we ate almost." It took about three days for the kids to recover but her Ma was sick during the whole trip. She says it was a blessing that Pa didn't get sick. He didn't have time to be sick because he had to get things for Ma all the time. We were on the ocean for about ten days. At last they were hungry again so so they ate "all at once."
"Land! Land!" Everyone went on the top deck where she says, "We could see the harbor and the Statue of Liberty." She and her family were so happy! "Oh, we were all so thrilled to step on the Promised Land, you know, and we were so thrilled to see the Statue of Liberty." They landed and
all had to get off the boat. "The whole bunch [of people]," she says, "chased off ahead of them and then we had to be examined, the whole lot of us did." They all did pretty well except her brother. "He had such a little eye and he was sick all the time," she says, "and they looked him over and over because they didn't wasn't no [want any] sick people here." "Mother," she describes, "was so worried that we'd be sent back to Holland but then he passed again finally and they let him through and boy was she glad." Then they could go on to the train. They were on the train to Iowa for three days. They ate some "ship crackers" they had taken from Holland. "That was all we ate," she says. But then they bought some apples. "We could buy them [apples] right in the train and so that's what we ate for three days."
When they arrived at the Orange City train st
ation, her two brothers were there. Each with a buggy, but a buggy couldn't hold all of them (they were nine at the time). Those who rode in the buggy crowded in the back storage area. "We children we had to walk the whole ways on the railroad tracks because the[y] went right past our house." Her brothers told them where to go. "Boy, that was such a little house," she says. "Just a little living room and a little kitchen and the bedroom, it was small too." There was an upstairs attic. This is where the children slept. "We didn't have much furniture either. Just a stove so that Ma could bake bread," she goes on, "the bread was so hard we couldn't hardly eat it but that was the stove's fault that wasn't Mother's fault."
In the summer when it was warm, her Ma had to "do parasols" (make parasols?). "We always had parasols in Holland because it rained a lot and we had to go to church and we had to walk." Her Ma was hanging the the parasols by the chimney. She took one down and found a little brown animal. "Oh! What's that?" She took it along to the field. Gr-Gramma's brother said, "Oh, that's a muskrat." "Oh," Ma said. Her Ma was so worried about the muskrats being in the house that they fumigated it. The straw was burned and she says, "that made a funny smell that we had to get out of the house." Those "critters" were always in the house. She says, "There was nothing we could do about it." They lived there for two years. Her Pa wanted to farm for himself on his own piece of land. They finally found a farm tended to be kind of shady so the corn always wilted. She says they "didn't like that so well either, but then we lived there for two years." She describes this house as very small also. "Just a kitchen and a living room and a couple little bedrooms upstairs," she says. Then they were able get a farm west of there, "So the boys decided to rent that and that's where I spent the rest of my young days." She continues, "We lived there until I got married." "I married ----(*MMP). I was about 21, I guess. And then of course I was always at the house and that is the end of my story."


-I have been told that when (*MMM)Gr-Gramma was 16, she wanted to go to church, so she did. Her brothers and sisters nev
er went to church but one daughter of a sister converted.

*see the post titled "The CODE" for an explanation

Holland to America

Yesterday I read my Great-Grandfather's journal for about the fifth time. It is from when he came to America on the ship and through America on the train. If my memory is right, I had it in one of my reports when I was in school... after it was translated by my grandmother's cousin who came to visit from Holland in 1988. Oh, yes, that's right. Now I remember everyone passing my booth at the Junior High Culture Fair - they would look at the the title of my project "Holland to America", take a piece of Gouda, make a "funny" comment on my Dutch Bonnet, and say, "Oooh, That's so neat!" (referring to the translated journal). Then most people would move on.
When my (*MMP) Great-Grandfather was 16, he wanted to go to sea. His mother said "NO!" He said "Okay, then I want to go to America." His mother agreed to this and so he came. He came with his aunt and uncle.

This photo was taken when
my Great-Grandfather
and his brothers were younger
(not sure what year).


The following is a summary of my (MMP) Great-Grandfather's translated journal. He was 17 years old when he made the journey July 31- August 12, 1908.

Friday, July 31, 1908: Arrived in Rotterdam by tram, bought a ticket and met a certain family of 12 who he had lunch with. They all boarded the steamer, New Amsterdam.

Sat, August 1: They left the harbor of Rotterdam at 3:20am. At 12 noon they saw France on one side and England on the other. At the harbor of Boulogne, France, the 2:00 bell rang for dinner (lunch) which was soup, potatoes, green beans, frightened (chopped?) meat, applesauce, cookies, coffee and apples. After leaving this harbor they didn't see anything but water until the white rocks on the coast of England. Supper (dinner) was at 7:00. It was a slice of bread, cookies, salad, potatoes and meat.

Sun, August 2: He went to a worship service (led by the father of the family he boarded the boat with). This day he was seasick. He says "The seagulls left us so we knew we were on the ocean". He attended a concert and went to his cabin but it was so hot that it was hard to get to sleep.

Mon, August 3: He awoke sweating from the heat, dressed quickly and went on deck where a man stood. The man told him about American carpenter tools and also said he'd seen 25 flying fish. My Gr.-Grampa looked for a long time but only saw one fish. After breakfast he tried to read in the beasalon(?) but it was hard because the boat was rocking so much. Later he was sitting on deck and writes, "then there came a lot of flying fish about 3 to 4 feet long. They jumped about 2 feet in the air. It was nice to see." He stayed up late because it was so warm again.

Tues, August 4: He slept late but when he got to breakfast he ate a lot. At lunch time he says "we got carrots with onion and meat, but it didn't feel so good. It was always close to my throat". He was on deck later while the ship met a sailing boat with 23 sails.

Wed, August 5: He slept well during the night. He says, "..., the boat was rocking 3 feet sideways and 12 to 15 feet from front to back. The sailors said it wasn't too bad, but we didn't like it very much." Many passengers got sick this day, but Gr-Grampa just had a horrible headache so he slept. There was another concert later.

Thurs, August 6: The weather was good and Gr-Grampa felt good.

Fri, August 7: It was very hot so he went on deck. "At 11:00 o'clock the sea grew wilder until evening when it calmed down again." He also tells about "dancing in the American way" with Uncle- in the evening.

Fri, August 8: In the morning he says "The sea is beautiful, but the sky is a little cloudy," but later on, "I experienced for the first time what an American rain is like. You can see it coming, but then you must flee inside, for you cannot stand on your feet. It did not last a long time, about 5 minutes, but long enough to get wet." Later he talks about how the boat started jumping off the waves and how strange it looked when he was standing at the back of the boat. He says, "you would see the front of the boat going deep into the sea. It seemed to sink in the ocean." Later in the evening there was more dancing. At intermission: ice cream, cookies and lemonade. On his way back to his cabin he met a man in the walkway. "I met a German, who said he was ill, but he could not stand on his feet, because he had had too much beer. The Germans use a lot of beer."
During the night the boat went very slowly. It was misty and the horn was blowing.

Sun, August 9: He says they met 2 ships, a steamer and a sailing boat yesterday. This day, after breakfast, he saw a few whales around the boat.
"At noon we had dinner and then we heard somebody shouting, 'land! land!' and really we could see America, my new country! After dinner in the evening somebody called to me to come on deck immediately. I didn't know what had happened! I jumped out the door and ran upstairs. What did I see?--- America! ---only about 400 feet away! I didn't know if I was dreaming or if it really was true what I was seeing. I can't describe it, because nobody, who has never seen a big city like New York with all its lights, can describe how it looks. I was stunned. There was a tower which looked as if it was burning. Altogether it was a beautiful sight. It was a place where only rich people can have their residence. In the winter it will not be as nice, but in the summer it is very beautiful.
At night we had to wait in front of the harbor and wait for the doctor, who had to examine our health the next morning. All were very busy. But then it was Sunday and more quiet. I liked that."

Monday, August 10: Breakfast this morning was at 6am and then at 8am he left the boat and went through customs which were "not too difficult." He and the family he'd been traveling with went to the railroad station after lunch at 1pm to catch the train but they were too late to get the next train which was leaving in 30 minutes. They had to wait for the next train, Luckywana, which left at 6:30pm. They came back to the station one and a half hours early because they were afraid of being late again. Some other Dutch people (I'm assuming were from the boat) were waiting for the same train with them. One man was going to his wife in Holland, Michigan. (For some reason - I don't understand, Gr-Grampa's uncle split up with them at this point. Gr-Grampa's aunt, another person and Gr-Grampa continued on to their destination) "In the afternoon, we went under a river (in a tunnel). It is unbelievable -- the train under the water and ships above on the river, but it is true."
He says that before leaving New York, they weighed themselves. He weighed 121 American pounds. They changed trains in Buffalo, NY at 6:30am (Tuesday). The next train, Nickelplaat, was to Chicago.

Tue, August 11: They boarded the train (Nickelplaat) just before 7am and 15 hours later, they arrived in Chicago. They were all very hungry in Chicago but didn't have the time to eat before being bused from one station to another for free. There was a thunderstorm and they got wet. The next train, he says, "left at 11:00 o'clock. They [the train staff] brought us a pillow and we could lie down to sleep. That was much better than last night. The seats could be put in another position so you could lie down. That was much better. I slept about 5 hours; the night before I had slept only 2 hours."

Wed, August 12: They all awoke very hungry so they bought pancakes and coffee on the train for $1.50. Gr-Grampa says, "...but I was happy to pay that because I was hungry as a wolf."
At 10:00am his Aunt came to find them in the smoking car to tell them they had to leave the train. "She couldn't speak English, but the conductor had given her her coat and hat for that was the only Dutch he knew. But she would not leave the train without us, so she came to warn us. We picked us our suitcases in a hurry and left this train." Their next train started in just a few minutes and passed two stations and then they changed trains again-- next was the train to Sioux City. They arrived at 4:00pm and left for Sioux Center at 8:00pm after taking care of themselves because, he says, "we were very dusty." They arrived in Sioux Center at 9:20pm. There they met Gr-Grampa's aunt's sister and her sister's husband. Nobody was there to pick up Gr-Grampa's other travel companion - which their companion thought, Gr-Grampa says, "was impossible for him to understand it, because he had sent a telegram that he would be coming home this evening. Afterwards he heard that the depot agent had forgotten to send it and still had it in his pocket." Their companion was afraid to go into his father's home when they got there(he didn't want to frighten his father who was sleeping in his chair). Gr-Grampa's Aunt's brother-in-law went in to tell him that his son was there. Their companion's brother made a "meeting" (party?) where they were welcomed with greetings and laughter by about 20 ladies and 8 young gentlemen. He slept for the first night from 12-8am at his companion's father's home. He says, "The two nights before I had slept only 6 hours in those two nights, and now it was already 12:00 o'clock midnight. So you could understand that I was a little bit lazy."
He then goes on to say, "But the Lord, who gave us such a good journey, will bless me the rest of my life." (and He did)

*see the post titled The CODE for an explanation

The CODE

My family research comes to be very confusing, especially when I get really into it, sometimes I cross over to a different side of the family without realizing it. For this reason I have devised a sort of CODE* to (attempt to) keep my head straight when trying to keep track of who's who...

*The CODE:
M = Maternal (mother) (moeder)
P = Paternal (father) (vader)

*Examples of use:
MMPM = my mother's, mother's, father's, mother (aka Great-Great-Grandmother)
MPPPPM = my mother's, father's, father's, father's, father's mother (aka Great-Gr-Gr-Grandmother)
Simple- Yes? --Hope it helps...

Oh, and the previous post about my grandfather's paintings from Ede (the grandfather who was born in Ede)... He is my "MP".

Tuesday, June 1, 2010

Hollandse Honing Brood turned to Hollanse Esdoorn Brood


This morning I had a craving for some fresh, sweet bread. I checked in my Dutch Cookbook first. Hollandse Honing Brood (Dutch Honey Bread) was the first I saw. I put all the ingredients together and tossed it in the oven. An hour later I was enjoying my fresh, warm honing brood... only I had forgotten that we are out of honey so I used maple syrup. So I guess it is actually Hollandse Esdoorn Brood. Either way, it was marvelous!