The Pawtuxet General™

The Pawtuxet General | Episode 7

December 17, 2021 Jess Watts Season 1 Episode 7
The Pawtuxet General™
The Pawtuxet General | Episode 7
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Welcome back! In this episode, we'll give you the recipe for our beloved Caprese Salad, a FIZZY LIZZY, and we'll share our first write-in ghost story: The Carter Piano and Amy's Clock!

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Greetings and welcome to the Pawtuxet General, your podcast for all things Pawtuxet-ish! Episode seven! This week, we've got a local "friend of the general" edition. I am your host, Jess. We have a Caprese salad, for our dish, a very festive drink, called the Fizzy Lizzie, and our first listener ghost-story! I'll say, it's a doozy, but, first, I'd like to thank our Patreon subscribers. You, Fabulous eople are why we can do what we do. So, thank you! And, if the spirit moves you to make a one time donation, we have a holiday fundraiser in the show notes. Thank you and happy holidays to all our listeners, everywhere. Such a foggy morning. Look, the birds' chirp, chattering in harmony. I can hear the newspaper person, circle the block. Our recipe today, Caprese salad. When I was a kid in Pawtuxet Village, most of the time, my dad had a garden either in the backyard or in Cumberland, at his parents' house. That meant, halfway through the summer, each year, we would be drowning in tomatoes and basil. I have many memories of taking the salt-shaker and a hose out, into the garden, to go have lunch. Tomatoes, still hot from the vine, are so sweet. My mother was more patient. She would make this lovely decorative salad. It is wonderful, year round, but in the summer, just luscious. Here is a great version of this salad and we hope you enjoy. For this recipe, you will need, two medium tomatoes, one quarter of a cup of fresh basil leaves, one half a pound of fresh mozzarella. I prefer a local mozzarella. For the balsamic vinaigrette, you'll need, two tablespoons of olive oil, two tablespoons of balsamic vinegar. The better the vinegar, the tastier, one teaspoon of ground mustard, optional, one-eighth of a teaspoon of salt. Add one-eighth of a teaspoon of black pepper. First, pick tomatoes that are similar size to the mozzarella ball. Slice the tomatoes and mozzarella into three-quarter of an inch slices. Pick the largest basil leaves off the stem, then, time to vinaigrette. Whisk together the eighth-teaspoon of black pepper, the eighth-teaspoon of salt. The teaspoon of dry mustard, It's optional, but it'll help with the mixing, and the three tablespoons of balsamic vinegar. Then, add two tablespoons of olive oil, while whisking. My favorite option is to add a bit of fresh, squeezed lemon, at this point. All right! Take a pretty dish and layer tomato, mozzarella, and basil, half overlapping the piece before, until you run out of ingredients. Whisk your vinaigrette gently as you pour over salad, reserve a bit for dipping and voila! Summer, on a plate! This week's drink is a fizzy Lizzie, this drink is a wonderfully festive one that can be "leaded" or non. A lovely mocktail version can be made with Black raspberry and lime simple syrup and ginger and it's so refreshing. But, today, let's talk about the "leaded" version! You will need, your favorite premium tequila orange cognac. Black raspberry liqueur, fresh lime. Simple syrup. Raspberry sugar. Raspberries. Champagne of your choice. I like a dry one, with all this sweet, and a cocktail shaker. A champagne glass should be chilled, then take two raspberries and crush them into a quarter cup of sugar. It should be dry-ish. Add more sugar, if your berries are, particularly, juicy. Your chilled glass' lip will be dipped into the sugar, to coat it. Fill your shaker with two ounces or more, if needed, of tequila. One and a half ounces of orange cognac, half an ounce of raspberry liqueur, fresh lime juice, and a bit of simple syrup, to taste. Fill with ice and shake. Feel free to shake it until frothy. Take your prepared glass and pour the mix of one-third into the glass, then, fill with champagne, top with a few raspberries and, wow! Aren't you fancy? Enjoy. I want to tell you about my friend Mike and his electromagnetic pinball museum and restoration arcade. It's an all inclusive place to relax and share anything related to modern pinball and pinball and arcade games. A group of pinball and arcade fans with an addiction to games of all kinds and Lego, too.$10 gets you free play on pinball and arcade games all day. You can find them at 881 Main Street, Pawtucket, Rhode Island or online at WWW.ElectromagneticPinballMuseum.com. This week's episode of "The House on the Corner," is our first listener's write-in."The Carter Piano" and "Amy's Clock." A good friend wrote-in, to the podcast, with this chilling local tale that takes place on historic Post Road, just a hop skip and a jump away from the Pawtuxet General, itself. This family's story involves two houses, next to each other. I am omitting the address to preserve the family's peace, for they still live in the area, and do not wish to be disturbed, as I'm sure you can understand. My friend, L's mom was six-years-old. Let's say, in the early 1960s. She was the eldest and, so, was called upon to babysit her two younger sisters, from time to time. It was one of these times that the event happened. She was watching the Dick Van Dyke show, with her sisters, on the second-floor. Now, the girl's parents had a piano on the first-floor. However, no one in the house could play, which made it all the more bizarre for L's mom to hear piano music, downstairs. She turned down the TV to listen, and there it was. She could actually feel the vibrations through the floor. Now, the doors were locked and windows, on the first-floor, were always closed and locked, at this time of year.[piano playing] As she stood at the top of the stairs, she heard it grow louder, each step more terrifying. She slowly creeps down the stairs as her heart and her ears pound. Louder and louder. Can you imagine her fear as she reached the bottom and it continued or at the door when she was sure that it was playing by [piano playing] itself? I could not have borne it. I think who can fault her, for not opening it? Smart people who run lived to tell the tale, and so did. she told her parents, when they arrived home, at which they shared a knowing glance, and dismissed the event. Now, the girl knew two things, from this. It must not have been the first time and what she heard was real. Over time, the family became used to strange events, naming the ghost "Tiffy," which brings us to the next-door house, years before it was owned by a lady, once a teacher as she aged. She may have had some difficulties, for on more than one occasion, neighbors would see fire in the house and call the fire department. After one such incident, she was moved to an assisted living arrangement and passed, soon after. She was well-respected in Pawtuxet. Time passed and new owners are having work done, before they move in. They are away while the work is being done, so, the contractors were on their own. One of these days, a man goes up, by himself, to work in one of the bedrooms, only to run back down a minute later, saying to the head contractor, "Hey, I thought we were supposed to be alone here. There's an old lady upstairs in the bed." They run back upstairs to find the bed messed up in a depression of a person on one side after construction ends and the family returns. Things seem quiet until... Llet's call the new owner, "C," she has a four-year-old daughter. One day, the tyke was coming down the stairs, alone, but seemed to be pulling her hand away and saying, No, I don't want to. I'm a big girl. She asked her daughter what she was doing, and the girl replied, "The lady wants to hold my hand, but I'm a big girl." Shaken by the interaction, she let it pass.<b>Another time, she raised her voice</b><b>towards the child, in discipline,</b><b>and was pelted by a can of nails,</b><b>which flew off the shelf,</b><b>from across the room, behind her,</b><b>while she faced the child.</b><b>Another day, in the same bedroom,</b><b>which had so unnerved</b><b>the contractor, she walked in</b><b>to find the bed unmade.</b><b>Her girl tells her that there's</b><b>an old woman sitting</b><b>at the end of the bed,</b><b>crying, and, then, she tells C,</b><b>the lady's name is Amy.</b><b>Some of Amy's</b><b>things stayed in the house.</b><b>One of those pieces was a clock.</b><b>The school clock.</b><b>Now, the new owners had a</b><b>penchant for antiques, so,</b><b>they let it stay where it was.</b><b>Years later, their next door</b><b>neighbor, on the other</b><b>side, took a shine to the clock</b><b>and asked to purchase it.</b><b>The owner said, "no,"</b><b>multiple times,</b><b>but after years of being harangued</b><b>about it from next door,</b><b>he reluctantly agreed.</b><b>This made him so uncomfortable</b><b>that he went out and bought</b><b>a much more expensive clock,</b><b>to trade back for his own clock.</b><b>He takes the new clock over</b><b>to the neighbor's house to trade,</b><b>but the man refuses,</b><b>so he returns home, disturbed.</b><b>The next morning,</b><b>the dejected gent awakens</b><b>to his next door</b><b>neighbor, banging on his door.</b><b>He has the clock and shoves it</b><b>towards the man</b><b>and tells him this tale.</b><b>The night before,</b><b>his wife was passing the clock</b><b>and caught her own reflection</b><b>in the clock window.</b><b>Only she was ancient,</b><b>with white hair.</b><b>Later that night,</b><b>she dreamed of the face in the clock</b><b>and wakes, to find herself</b><b>covered, tightly, with a veil,</b><b>so tight,</b><b>that she cannot move or remove it.</b><b>She screams</b><b>and it disintegrates.</b><b>Years later, L and our good friend</b><b>Steve were walking past Amy's house,</b><b>in the middle of the night.</b><b>They were in another state</b><b>and her own dad</b><b>was looking in on the place.</b><b>This was completely locked up</b><b>for the season.</b><b>Sure enough, as clear as day,</b><b>they both heard the TV</b><b>on the second-floor</b><b>and saw the light of it</b><b>through the window.</b><b>Further checks on the next day</b><b>indicated no one had been there.</b><b>Note to self.</b><b>Don't move Amy's clock.</b><b>We want to thank you, as always,</b><b>for joining us here at the</b><b>Pawtuxet General, this week</b><b>and like to invite you</b><b>to our holiday special.</b><b>Coming up next, a gift for you</b><b>from all of us here at the PG,</b><b>we will feature my homemade scones,</b><b>a very merry wassail recipe</b><b>and a reading of a Christmas Carol,</b><b>as our ghost-story.</b><b>Please join us.</b><b>And, if the spirit moves you,</b><b>you can make a</b><b>one-time gift to the PG,</b><b>just see the link in the show notes.</b><b>I would</b><b>like to thank my dear friend, Liz,</b><b>and hope you all enjoy her cocktail.</b><b>If you have any questions,</b><b>recipes or ghost-stories,</b><b>we'd like to share.</b><b>We love ghost stories.</b><b>Just email us.</b><b>Our address</b><b>is Jess@PawtuxetGeneral.com.</b><b>I would also like to thank you</b><b>and I hope to meet you all back here</b><b>next time at the Pawtuxet General!</b><b>A something for posterity</b><b>production.</b><b>Prerecorded in Pawtuxet</b>