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		<title>Doctors Wanted: No Women Need Apply</title>
		<link>http://ilanastephens.com/2008/08/12/doctors-wanted-no-women-need-apply/</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 12 Aug 2008 13:11:44 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Ilana</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[I&#8217;ve been reading a lot of non-fiction in preparation for writing the next book this fall. The title of this post is one of these books (by Mary Roth Walsh &#8211; 1977).  Yes, its an old book, but I was after the historical stuff&#8230; She chronicles and examines the history of women becoming physicians from [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I&#8217;ve been reading a lot of non-fiction in preparation for writing the next book this fall. The title of this post is one of these books (by Mary Roth Walsh &#8211; 1977).  Yes, its an old book, but I was after the historical stuff&#8230; She chronicles and examines the history of women becoming physicians from 1835-1975.</p>
<p>Originally, the argument against women in medicine was based on our menstrual cycles. It was first argued that we would be unable to function during the menstrual flow or that the hormonal fluctuations would damage the quality of our work. Later a man named Clark would argue in 1873 that, &#8220;The most dangerous threat&#8230; stemmed from the mistake of educating females as if they were males. Since the uterus was connected to the central nervous system, energy expended in one area was necessarily removed from another.&#8221;</p>
<p>Despite this bias, women continued to train as physicians.</p>
<p>In 1870, there were 544 female physicians.</p>
<p>1880: 2,432</p>
<p>1890: 4,557</p>
<p>1900: 7,387</p>
<p>1910: 9,015 (6% of all physicians)</p>
<p>As it turns out, the number of female physicians peaked in 1910 only to drop precipitously shortly thereafter. Why? In 1893, the Johns Hopkins School of Medicine admitted the first ever co-educational class of medical students. Women declared the &#8216;battle&#8217; for equal education won, and woman&#8217;s medical colleges began to close with the expectation that medical schools would be open on an equal basis to both sexes.  For a time, they were.</p>
<p>Then slowly, as women&#8217;s liberation movements focused on winning the vote, those numbers eroded. The men in control of the schools began to accept only a handful of women into their class, the bare number necessary to claim co-education. Then, women were denied access to nearly all internships and residencies after graduation, particularly the ones at prestigious institutions. Those women who continued in the face of blatant discrimination earned far less than their male colleagues and were denied positions of influence and power within the medical community (based on their &#8216;lesser&#8217; internship/residency).</p>
<p>And so the enrollment of women in medical schools dropped precipitously.</p>
<p>Although women continued to apply to medical school in the face of nearly certain rejection, the number of women physicians wouldn&#8217;t begin to recover until during the second world war when medical schools recruited women out of sheer necessity. Not until the 1970s would women finally begin to be admitted on equal footing with men on the basis of academic merit alone.</p>
<p>Today, most medical schools admit an equal number of women and men.</p>
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		<title>Friday Flashback</title>
		<link>http://ilanastephens.com/2008/07/18/friday-flashback/</link>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 18 Jul 2008 20:22:04 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Ilana</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[While I was putting all those family photo albums back on shelves, I came across my own baby photos.  I can&#8217;t have been more than two&#8230;  Although my mother reports that my two boys are WAY more active (a nice way to say &#8220;They&#8217;re nuts. I&#8217;m glad I had girls.&#8221;), it does look like I [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>While I was putting all those family photo albums back on shelves, I came across my own baby photos.  I can&#8217;t have been more than two&#8230;  Although my mother reports that my two boys are WAY more active (a nice way to say &#8220;They&#8217;re nuts. I&#8217;m glad I had girls.&#8221;), it does look like I enjoyed both climbing and dirt.</p>
<p><a href="http://ilanastephens.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/07/me.jpg"><img class="alignnone size-medium wp-image-101" title="me" src="http://ilanastephens.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/07/me-225x300.jpg" alt="" width="225" height="300" /></a></p>
<p>While I wasn&#8217;t a tomboy, I was certainly not into the whole girly thing that I see around me today.</p>
<p>What were you like?</p>
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		<title>Its an&#8230;</title>
		<link>http://ilanastephens.com/2008/06/10/its-an/</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 10 Jun 2008 19:40:08 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Ilana</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[early electric washing machine!  circa 1910

The first electric washing machine was invented in 1906. It was a vast improvement over the below systems:

Although electric washing machines made the weekly laundry day considerably easier for the woman (less rubbing, pounding, lifting &#8211; not to mention less exposure to the caustic soap used then), there were [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<h2>early electric washing machine!  circa 1910</h2>
<p><a href="http://ilanastephens.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/06/washingmachine.jpg"><img class="alignnone size-full wp-image-87" title="washingmachine" src="http://ilanastephens.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/06/washingmachine.jpg" alt="" width="432" height="286" /></a></p>
<p>The first electric washing machine was invented in 1906. It was a vast improvement over the below systems:</p>
<p><a href="http://ilanastephens.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/06/oldsystems.jpg"><img class="alignnone size-full wp-image-91" title="oldsystems" src="http://ilanastephens.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/06/oldsystems.jpg" alt="" width="355" height="212" /></a></p>
<p>Although electric washing machines made the weekly laundry day considerably easier for the woman (less rubbing, pounding, lifting &#8211; not to mention less exposure to the <a href="http://ilanastephens.com/2008/04/25/soap-the-hard-way/" target="_blank">caustic soap</a> used then), there were still problems:</p>
<ul>
<li>She still had to heat all the water on the stove (it was so much work, that the whites were washed first, then the colored &#8211; all in the same water).</li>
<li>Originally, the motor wasn&#8217;t protected from the water.  Short circuits often occurred and/or the women received a nasty shock.</li>
<li>The motor often worked too vigorously, shredding the clothes.</li>
<li>There was no spin dry &#8211; you used a wringer, which often removed buttons, hair, and sometimes damaged fingers.<br />
<h2><a href="http://ilanastephens.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/06/wringer.jpg"><img class="alignnone size-thumbnail wp-image-90" title="wringer" src="http://ilanastephens.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/06/wringer.jpg" alt="" width="144" height="86" /></a></h2>
</li>
<li>The tumble dryer arrived on the scene a bit later &#8211; circa 1930. Even then, most women hauled the laundry to the clothesline or spread it out over bushes to dry.  Then, they faced the hot task of ironing.</li>
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<p><a href="http://ilanastephens.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/06/iron.jpg"><img class="alignnone size-full wp-image-89" title="iron" src="http://ilanastephens.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/06/iron.jpg" alt="" width="350" height="226" /></a></p>
<p>SO, three cheers for my washing machine, the dryer, and my electric iron (for the rare occasions upon which I require it).  AND, oh yes, three cheers for my husband who doesn&#8217;t expect that I will be the only one to run the washer and dryer and, most importantly, neither expects nor wants anything ironed.</p>
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		<title>Let&#8217;s Play a Game!</title>
		<link>http://ilanastephens.com/2008/06/05/lets-play-a-game/</link>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 05 Jun 2008 13:53:44 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Ilana</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Since I&#8217;m moving this weekend, and my Internet connection will be spotty at best, I thought I&#8217;d leave you with a guessing game.  Take a look at the below image.
What is this a picture of?

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			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Since I&#8217;m moving this weekend, and my Internet connection will be spotty at best, I thought I&#8217;d leave you with a guessing game.  Take a look at the below image.</p>
<h3>What is this a picture of?</h3>
<p><a href="http://ilanastephens.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/06/what.jpg"><img class="alignnone size-full wp-image-85" title="what" src="http://ilanastephens.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/06/what.jpg" alt="" width="500" height="375" /></a></p>
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		<title>What is an &#8216;Ell&#8217;?</title>
		<link>http://ilanastephens.com/2008/05/23/what-is-an-%e2%80%98ell%e2%80%99/</link>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 23 May 2008 14:11:26 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Ilana</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[What did a nineteenth century family do when they needed more space? Wanted to attach the house to the barn? Or wanted to keep the kitchen separate from the more formal dining room and parlor?
They built an ell.  It means exactly what it sounds like – the addition was built at a right angle [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><a href="http://ilanastephens.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/05/ell3.jpg"></a>What did a nineteenth century family do when they needed more space? Wanted to attach the house to the barn? Or wanted to keep the kitchen separate from the more formal dining room and parlor?</p>
<p>They built an ell.  It means exactly what it sounds like – the addition was built at a right angle to the original house forming an ‘L’.  They didn’t always stop with just one addition – if the family grew, then so did the house.</p>
<p>During my trip to <a href="http://www.historic-deerfield.org/Houses.shtml" target="_blank">Historic Deerfield</a>, MA earlier this spring, I took these photos of two houses with ells. I think it gives a rather rambling look to the house and makes me wonder why each addition always seems smaller&#8230;.</p>
<p>As a writer, I like to think about the history behind why the additions were built and the conflicts it might have caused.  Were the children separated from visiting adults? Were people sneaking around in secret passageways placed between the two structures? Did a new bride find herself under the thumb of her mother-in-law?  Was a crazy old relative housed in the new attic?</p>
<p>What does the building of an ell make you think of?</p>
<p><a href="http://ilanastephens.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/05/ell3.jpg"><img class="alignnone size-medium wp-image-74" title="ell3" src="http://ilanastephens.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/05/ell3.jpg" alt="" width="288" height="189" /></a></p>
<p><a href="http://ilanastephens.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/05/ell.jpg"><img class="alignnone size-medium wp-image-75" title="ell" src="http://ilanastephens.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/05/ell.jpg" alt="" width="288" height="176" /></a></p>
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		<title>Redware</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 13 May 2008 15:33:48 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Ilana</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[In Wait for Their Return, my historical character needs appropriate dishes.  Some of these dishes are made from redware, a kind of pottery that went into production in America in 1625. Redware was given its name because that was the color the clay turned after firing. The production of redware continued at high levels [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>In <em>Wait for Their Return</em>, my historical character needs appropriate dishes.  Some of these dishes are made from redware, a kind of pottery that went into production in America in 1625. Redware was given its name because that was the color the clay turned after firing. The production of redware continued at high levels until the mid-19th century when the industrial revolution began to offer alternatives and many potters moved west or began to work in mills.<br />
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<p>In the photos below (taken at Old Sturbridge Village, MA), you can see a potter with wet hands turning what appears to be the beginning of a mug.  The next step is to let the clay dry for several days before dipping it in a reddish brown glaze.  When enough pottery is accumulated, it will be stacked inside the large kiln.  The opening is bricked up and the pottery is fired by building a fire at the base of the kiln until a temperature of 1850 degrees F is reached.  In the last photos, you see some of the finished products.</p>
<p>For more information about redware visit <a href="http://www.osv.org/explore_learn/village_tour.html?L=28" target="_blank">Old Sturbridge Village</a>.</p>
<p><span style="color: #ffffff;">*</span></p>
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		<title>Pam Writes Romance, The Interview</title>
		<link>http://ilanastephens.com/2008/05/02/interview-with-pam/</link>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 02 May 2008 14:00:56 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Ilana</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[ I &#8216;met&#8217; Pam (aka Pimp My Mixer Pam) on the Will Write for Wine forums.  Its a fun community of writers and readers led by Samantha Graves and Lani Diane Rich.  While many of the writers there are (as yet) unpublished (myself included), we&#8217;re working hard on changing that.  With a [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p> I &#8216;met&#8217; Pam (aka Pimp My Mixer Pam) on the <a href="http://willwriteforwine.com/" target="_blank">Will Write for Wine</a> forums.  Its a fun community of writers and readers led by <a href="http://www.samanthagraves.com/" target="_blank">Samantha Graves</a> and <a href="http://www.lanidianerich.com/" target="_blank">Lani Diane Rich</a>.  While many of the writers there are (as yet) unpublished (myself included), we&#8217;re working hard on changing that.  With a little nudging from Sam&#8217;s &#8216;<a href="http://www.willwriteforwine.com/?p=113" target="_blank">Help! I&#8217;m Published and I Can&#8217;t Get Up</a>&#8216; podcast workshop and the example of a few other blogging Wiffers like <a href="http://booklady.wordpress.com/about/" target="_blank">Caryn</a>, <a href="http://booklady.wordpress.com/2008/04/30/couch-of-death/" target="_blank">The Book Lady </a>(see the links to the right), we&#8217;ve both gotten our blogs up and running.</p>
<p><font color="#ffffff">*</font></p>
<p>Pam of the new <a href="http://pamwritesromance.wordpress.com/2008/05/01/i-really-shouldnt-write-when-im-tired/" target="_blank">Pam Writes Romance</a> blog has taken a few moments to answer my ten questions.  Before we got down to the questions about writing, I had to start by clarifying a few quirky tidbits she&#8217;s let drop.  See her <a href="http://pamwritesromance.wordpress.com/about/" target="_blank">bio</a> for more. <img src='http://ilanastephens.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif' alt=':)' class='wp-smiley' /> </p>
<p><font color="#ffffff">* </font></p>
<p><strong>1) Where were you born?  Where did you grow up?  Where do you currently live?</strong><br />
I was born in the middle of a 3-day blizzard. Some might say this was a portent of things to come. They might be right&#8230; I grew up in lovely small towns that really were ideal. I have fond memories of my childhood because of those towns, but sadly, they&#8217;ve grown to a point they&#8217;re no longer what they were. Currently I live in Arizona&#8211;it just shows what happens when you say never. (The gods laugh.)<br />
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<strong> 2) What made you decide to ‘decorate’ your mixer?</strong><br />
I hate to say this, but that&#8217;s actually not my mixer. The gentleman who pimps mixers lives in Arizona and I&#8217;m waiting for a road trip to visit him and see if I can get something custom. I do have a white KitchenAid and I would like the blue flames, so I guess it&#8217;s a picture representing my mixer in my mind.<br />
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3) How exactly did a motor manage to fall on the back of your head?</strong><br />
Dad was cleaning out the rafters in the garage and I was standing at the base of the ladder. (I was 8 and we were going to be moving soon.) I don&#8217;t remember it happening, it didn&#8217;t hurt&#8211;all of a sudden Dad was rushing down the ladder saying he was sorry and asking if I was okay. I&#8217;ve got a scar on the back of my head that looks like an itty-bitty bald spot.<br />
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4) Do you remember the moment when you decided to write novels?</strong><br />
Yup&#8211;I tried to write poetry (it really, really, really sucked, and my husband, an English major and poet himself, gently suggested I start by writing something I know. (I did not know poetry!) I knew romance. Started in August 1996 and never looked back.</p>
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<p><strong>5) What kind of paranormal do you like to write about?</strong><br />
Light and funny. Different.<br />
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<strong> 6) What time period(s) have you set your historical novels in?</strong><br />
Book #1 is 1883, Book #2 is 1217, Book #3 is 1780, and Book #5 is 1883. I don&#8217;t know why I&#8217;m gravitating towards Victorian. I love the other periods just as much.<br />
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7) If you couldn’t write romance, would you pick another genre? Which? Why?</strong><br />
Yes, though I&#8217;d still write romance. (I don&#8217;t think anybody could tell me I couldn&#8217;t in a way that I&#8217;d believe them.) Plus, the genres now are mixing so much where does one start and another begin? I wouldn&#8217;t/couldn&#8217;t write mysteries&#8211;too much to plan out and have it be believable. SF/Fantasy maybe, same with Westerns. I could do women&#8217;s fiction and a kids book. Are all authors this ambitious?<br />
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<strong>8. Pantser or plotter?  And have you tried it the other way? How did it work?</strong><br />
65% panster, 35% plotter. I tried plotting and the book had other ideas&#8211;it ignored my plans and created new characters. Now, I have ideas and turning points and make the in-between parts up as I go.<br />
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<strong> 9) Given unlimited funds and two weeks, where would you go on vacation?</strong><br />
British Isles. Amen, end of sentence, no question about it.<br />
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10) How did you find ‘Will Write for Wine’?</strong><br />
I&#8217;m a cherry and Lani advertised it on the Cherry loops. If you go back and look at one of the very first posts, I suggested a tagline of &#8220;Like your writing and your wine&#8211;bottoms up!&#8221; They went with &#8220;If you can&#8217;t write for money, write for wine.&#8221; Don&#8217;t know who came out ahead on that one.<br />
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		<title>Deerfield Doors</title>
		<link>http://ilanastephens.com/2008/04/30/deerfield-doors/</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 30 Apr 2008 13:07:13 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Ilana</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Historic Deerfield in Massachusetts has some famous doors.  In 1760, a famous wood joiner named Samuel Partridge built a door for the house of Reverend John Williams.  Many neighbors then sought to replicate its style. This original door is on display in the Flynt Center of Early New England Life, a museum maintained [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><a href="http://www.historic-deerfield.org/about.shtml" target="_blank">Historic Deerfield </a>in Massachusetts has some famous doors.  In 1760, a famous wood joiner named Samuel Partridge built a door for the house of Reverend John Williams.  Many neighbors then sought to replicate its style. This original door is on display in the Flynt Center of Early New England Life, a museum maintained by Historic Deerfield.<br />
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Below is a montage of the doors I passed on my visit to Historic Deerfield last weekend.  I’d love to show you the amazing interiors, but photographs are not allowed.</p>
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		<title>Soap, The Hard Way</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 25 Apr 2008 18:31:28 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[I was at Sturbridge Village last weekend (detecting a theme?) and there happened to be two costumed interpreters making soap, the old way.  In an earlier post, I mentioned that the ashes from all those wood fires were saved for making soap.  I had a vague idea of the process, but took the [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I was at <a href="http://www.osv.org/" target="_blank">Sturbridge Village </a>last weekend (detecting a theme?) and there happened to be two costumed interpreters making soap, the old way.  In an earlier post, I mentioned that the ashes from all those wood fires were saved for making soap.  I had a vague idea of the process, but took the opportunity to quiz them.  Here is my understanding of the basic process in ten steps (if anyone knows better, please share).  As I write this, I wish I’d had a recorder…<br />
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Lye, the corrosive alkaline substance in soap (NaOH), is what lets soap do its job.  In 1840, you obtained lye from all those ashes.<br />
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1) Fill your wooden barrel with ashes.  This barrel should have holes in the bottom.<br />
2) Set it on your collecting stone (note the grooves in the stone beneath the barrel) and fill it with soft water (rain/stream water) but not so much that the water starts to flow.  Leave it there for at least a day.<br />
3) Start adding more water.  Slowly.  This will leach the lye from the ashes.  Collect it by placing a bucket beneath the stone’s spout.  Do not touch.  Remember, its corrosive.  My son reached out and the interpreter jumped to stop him.<br />
4) An egg should float – straight up and down.  If it floats like a boat, you need to add more water.  If it doesn’t float at all, its too dilute and you need to boil the lye water to concentrate it.<br />
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Meanwhile, you should be preparing your lard (animal fat).<br />
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5) Melt your lard.<br />
6) Heat up your lye water.<br />
7) Mix the two together.  I looked online and it looks like a ratio of 2 gallons of lye water mixed with 3 cups of melted lard is the goal.<br />
8. Then you ‘prove’ the soap.  This involves fine-tuning the ratio by looking to see how the soap falls when lifted with a knife.  It shouldn’t be too long and ropy (needs more lye), nor should it fall in short, white pieces (needs more lard).<br />
9) When the ratio is right, you have soft or liquid soap.  If you want a bar of soap, there’s more to do (see step #10).<br />
10) Add salt.  This causes the soap to float to the top and a brown liquid to stay on the bottom.  You skim off the soap.  Once you’ve collected enough (you may have to re-melt it), you pour it into wooden molds and let it cool.  Later, you can cut it into bars.<br />
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If you want more details there’s a website called <a href="http://ourworld.compuserve.com/homepages/paul_norman_3/soapmake.htm#G" target="_blank">Traditional Soap Making</a> that I consulted. I’d love to try this someday.  Just once.  I’m sure after one run through I’d be completely content to continue to buy my soap at the store.</p>
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		<title>Open Hearth Cooking</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 19 Apr 2008 19:14:52 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Wait for Their Return incorporates a lot of historical facts from the 1830s.  To get the details as accurate as possible, I spent a huge amount of time reading and researching.  The library has seen a lot of me this past year.
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			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><em>Wait for Their Return</em> incorporates a lot of historical facts from the 1830s.  To get the details as accurate as possible, I spent a huge amount of time reading and researching.  The library has seen a lot of me this past year.<br />
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I also made several trips to <a href="http://www.osv.org/">Sturbridge Village</a> in order to get a feel for the time period (their reconstruction aims to set them in the year 1840).<br />
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In my novel, a lot of attention is focused on an old kitchen and open hearth cooking. To get a better feel for this experience (library research can only take you so far), I spent an evening in Sturbridge Village participating in their open hearth cooking class.<br />
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I peeled vegetables with an old fashioned knife (appreciation for my peeler grew) and measured ingredients in an entirely new manner (I felt like I was just guessing).<br />
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I helped spit the meat, and watched as the interpreter placed it in a &#8216;tin kitchen&#8217;.  You can see this tin kitchen in the photo below – it’s the silver half-cylinder facing the fire.  This cooking utensil was a huge leap forward in its time as it allowed the cook to use the reflected heat of the fire to evenly roast a chicken or a cut of meat. We had to remember to turn the spit every ten minutes (no timer) and set the wire into the next notch.  Before its invention, many a roast was burned on one side and nearly raw on the other (<em>yuck</em>).<br />
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Frying with hot embers on the fireplace hearth is a whole different experience from using the stovetop &#8211; not to mention the level at which you work (the floor).   Stay close to the fire too long and you overheat, stand too far away and it can grow rather chilly. You have to remember not to grab the cast iron handles bare-handed and grab them you must.  Many rest on small tripod legs and are a bit tipsy.  One wrong move and your dinner is on the floor in the ashes.<br />
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As the daylight faded, we had to finish preparing the meal by candlelight.  I was glad most of the cutting and chopping was done.  We were informed that, by 1840 standards, we were working with an excessive number of candles.<br />
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My favorite part was learning how to use the bake oven.  The interpreters had arrived hours before us to prepare the oven.  It takes between four and five hours of a lively fire to heat the bricks enough to bake bread.  You can see the fire burning in the upper right corner.  Many people think that the fire is built in the bottom opening with the bread placed in the upper opening.  The lower opening is for collecting all the ashes you generate (those are carefully saved for soap making).  When the oven was hot enough, we let the fire die out before carefully shoveling out the coals and sweeping out the interior with a <strong><em>wet</em></strong> broom.  Our rolls were then inserted and a cast iron door was set in place.<br />
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After a good three hours of work, we set the table, learned some 1840s manners (eat with your knife, not your fork) and enjoyed the results.  It was wonderful!  The roast was perfect, the fried vegetables were crispy, the rolls and pie perfect.  The meal was easily one of the best I’d ever had.<br />
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So, as I eye our fireplace at home and look online to see if you can still buy a ‘tin kitchen’ (<a href="http://www.circa1820.com/catalog/">you can</a>), my husband grows nervous.  Cast iron pans have entered my home and I would love nothing more than to install a crane (the iron arm that pots hang from) inside the firebox.</p>
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