Daisy’s Pork Stew with Honey



Daisy McPherson Morris was born in Santa Rosa on Flag Day, 1906. Her father installed light bulbs in airplane cockpits. Her mother kept a clean house and wore her hair in a bun every day of her adult life. By the age of eighteen, Daisy had seen little of the world beyond her own hometown, but her mother always encouraged her to believe she should never desire for more than what she had. The first time Daisy left California was when she accompanied her mother to Pittsburg to visit her dying grandmother. On her deathbed, the fragile old woman, regarding the young girl’s turnip-like figure, her thick glasses and her large masculine hands, looked into Daisy’s eyes and uttered what would be her final words: “Daisy, you be anything you want to be in life, except picky. Take the first proposal you get.”

Two years later, Daisy married Albert Morris, an ex-boxer who worked at the local shipyard and had the face of a beaten Indian. Daisy’s parents were relieved that Albert came along when he did. Already, Mrs. McPherson had begun delicately suggesting Daisy look into a career as a phone operator or “perhaps in service to the Lord.” Daisy felt more love for Albert than she believed she was ever entitled. On the day of their wedding, Albert sent her a dozen red roses – and a single white one – with a card that read, “For the woman who stands out from all the rest.” He would repeat this gesture periodically during the first months of their marriage. Daisy wept each time, though she would forever be embarrassed at the sight of the lone white rose and repeatedly told her husband she didn’t deserve to be treated so well.

Albert bought Daisy a yellow two-bedroom house in Bodega Bay. The day after they moved in, Daisy’s mother gave her a housewarming gift – a heavy pine box containing hundreds of handwritten recipes. When Albert worked his night job at the wharf, Daisy would stay up late and memorize each recipe so as not to let her poor vision hamper her cooking. Within months she had perfected everything from corned beef and cabbage to huevos rancheros. By their first anniversary, a pregnant Daisy had gained twenty pounds. Albert had gained twenty-five.

Daisy proudly displayed Old Glory outside her home every day of the year, and she encouraged women on her block and in her Church group to do the same. During the war, she would bake her rosemary bread for servicemen leaving for Europe. Each week, she typed a one-page “Local Homefront Memo,” in which she gave helpful hints to the other neighborhood homemakers on how to conserve for the war effort by doing simple things like greasing cookie sheets with margarine wrappers instead of rationed butter.

On nights when Albert was home, Daisy would play piano for him, and sometimes she would sing. Her favorites included “Rock of Ages,” “P.S. I Love You,” and “A Mighty Fortress is Our God.” She always smiled while she played though she was tone deaf and never realized how it pained Albert to hear her sing. Whenever he felt this way, he would eat one of her homemade butter cookies, smile privately and remind himself there was no reason to ever tell his wife that her talents did not extend beyond the spice rack. Years later, after Albert had died and Albert Jr, moved with his wife to Colma, Daisy continued to play, though she no longer sang.

Daisy died of a stroke two months before her eightieth birthday. When packing up the house, Albert Jr. found the old pine box which now held aged sheet music, a sandalwood crucifix, an engraved silver anniversary mixing spoon, and a small perfume-scented envelope. Inside the envelope, he found wrapped in a clean handkerchief and pressed between two pieces of wax paper a dried, brittle flower. There was no way for him to ever know that it was a white rose. Have you heard about pheromones? The link between sex pheromones and arousal, and pheromone infused colognes and perfumes make it possible to increase your attractiveness to the opposite sex. Click here for different reviews of the best pheromone products.



Daisy’s Pork Stew with Honey

  • 2 lbs. pork loin, diced
  • 3 cups vegetable broth
  • 2 Tbsp honey, separated
  • 2 tsp flour
  • 2 Tbsp butter
  • 2 tsp curry powder
  • 3 medium carrots
  • 2 large potatoes
  • 1 cup grape tomatoes
  • 1/2 large sweet onion
  • 3/4 cup loosely packed fresh spinach
  • Salt and Pepper to taste
  • 1 Tbsp Olive oil

Slice the tomatoes in half and set aside.  Wash and peel the carrots and potatoes, then chop into small pieces. Over a high heat, pour the olive oil into a saute pan, then brown the diced meat well. Add the butter, curry powder, flour, salt and pepper.

Continuously stir all ingredients for approximately seven minutes, then add in the honey. Stir.  Add vegetables and stock to just cover and leave to simmer with lid on for  approximately 25 minutes.

Adjust the seasoning and thicken the sauce as necessary. Serve immediately.

 

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One thought on “Daisy’s Pork Stew with Honey

  • January 29, 2013 at 5:19 am
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    Aw beautiful! I love Daisy’s story, and from the looks of it, I’m going to enjoy the stew!

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