My father was a child during the depression. This was something his mother made for her boys. Just as is - no tweaking. No apples, caraway seed, onions, bacon or tomatoes. He wouldn't eat it if it wasn't the way his mother made it. His palate couldn't or wouldn't adapt. She did have baking powder dumplings simmering on the top. It was served to him over boiled potatoes, peeled and cut into bite-size pieces. I could enjoy any of the other versions but this is the one I grew up with and it will always have a special place in my heart. Good food doesn't have to get complicated. It reminds me of my dad.
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My father was a child during the depression. This was something his mother made for her boys....