It appears several different people and countries and years contributed to the invention of the hamburger. You can pick your favorite.
As versions of the meal have been served for over a century, its origin remains ambiguous. The popular book The Art of Cookery Made Plain and Easy by Hannah Glasse included a recipe in 1758 as “Hambugh sausage”, which suggested to serve it “roasted with toasted bread under it”. A similar snack was also popular in Hamburg by the name “Rundstuck warm” (“bread roll warm”) in 1869 or earlier, and supposedly eaten by many emigrants on their way to America, but may have contained roasted beefsteak rather than Frikadeller (flat, pan fried meatballs of minced meat). Hamburg steak is reported to have been served between two pieces of bread on the Hamburg America Line, which began operations in1847. Each of these may mark the invention of the Hamburger, and explain the name.
There is a reference to a “Hamburg steak” as early as 1884 in the Boston Journal. On July 5, 1896, the Chicago Daily Tribune made a highly specific claim regarding a “hamburger sandwich” in an article about a “Sandwich Car”: “A distinguished favorite, only five cents, is Hamburger steak sandwich, the meat for which is kept ready in small patties and ’cooked while you wait’ on the gasoline range.”
Claims of invention: The origin of the hamburger is unclear, with its invention thought to have occurred in the United States and commonly attributed to either Charlie Nagreen, Frank and Charles Menches, Oscar Weber Bilby, Fletcher Davis, and Louis Lassen. White Castle traces the origin of the hamburger to Hamburg, Germany, with its invention by Otto Kuase. However, it gained national recognition at the 1904 St. Louis World’s Faire when the New York Tribune referred to the hamburger as “the innovation of a food vendor on the pike”. No conclusive argument has ever ended the dispute over invention. An article from ABC News sums up: “One problem is that there is little written history…”
Clear Lake is the largest natural freshwater lake wholly within the state, with 68 square miles (180 km) of surface area. At an age of 2.5 million years, it is the oldest lake in North America. It is the latest lake to occupy a site with a history of lakes stretching back at least 2,500,000 years.
At one time Clear Lake was even bigger than it is now, and included the Blue Lakes (to the northwest of Clear Lake). Volcanic eruptions and subsequent landslides changed the landscape dramatically, forever separating Clear Lake from the Blue Lakes and from its former westward drainage into the Russian River.
Known as the “Bass Capital of the West,” Clear Lake supports large populations of largemouth bass, crappie, bluegill, carp and catfish. Two thirds of the fish caught in Clear Lake are largemouth bass, with a record of 17.52 pounds. In addition to fish, there is abundant wildlife within the Clear Lake basin.
Archaeologists believe that the Clear Lake basin has been occupied by Native Americans for at least 11,000 years. Evidence of this has been found at nearby Borax Lake and on Rattlesnake Island in the lake’s south arm.
Clear Lake was used as an outlying seaplane base for Alameda Naval Air Station during World War II and the cold war when landing conditions were unsafe on San Francisco Bay.
The mind at rest doesn’t happen because you wish it. The mind starts racing as soon as the head hits the pillow. The mind is more than ready to shut down, but, nope, the “bed time mind” takes over. It runs 100 miles an hour, at least.
It is even worse now with the pandemic because the mind isn’t being challenged by people during the day, but, instead, by news reports, rumors, questions. It has been involved in a few conversations, and the rest of the time been involved in viewing other people’s lives through television shows.
My “bed time mind” the other night jumped from subject to subject, which is normal: What to clean first the next day, what bills to pay, what’s for dinner, whom to call, and the list goes on and on. Finally it switched to personal.
I was worried about friends getting together. Friend Jan and her interest in fireman Don has been heating up for awhile and I found myself hoping and praying they would get together. They really seem so good together.
And then it hit me! Those two “friends” I was worried about and praying for are characters on “Chicago Fire” on television. Oh brother! I really need to get out more, or at least communicate more with real people. I won’t get out more because I really don’t wish to become infected and then infect someone at work. The telephone is not my favorite means of communicating, but I feel it is time to adjust to the “new” real world.
I know I have children somewhere besides on the other end of a text. Don’t get me wrong. I love hearing from friends and relatives by text. But I do like hearing voices—from real people in my “I remember when” world. I’m sure there are loved ones in your world that would love to hear from you—reach out.
It is getting down to the wire. I can feel it. Just a bit more patience. I need to start my count down and make a list of where to go and what to do first. Shopping in person sounds great.
