This posting presents some photos from Emily’s My Book House library.
This posting presents some photos from Emily’s My Book House library.
This posting is a continuation of 56a-Serrapede Family in America-A Depression Era Childhood-Little Treats, Part 1 in which we retold the family stories and memories Emily shared with us over the years.
This posting continues adds some photos of the treats and vendors mentioned in Part 1. It concludes with Uncle Sammy and I sharing memories of our favorite childhood treats.
Memories of Sweet Times with Charlie Roose
Josie enjoyed little treats every so often. She didn’t need a reason to do indulge so long as there was extra money available. Often these little treats came when Josie and Emily were out for a walk on 13th Avenue. Emily remembers the site of a baker or vendor selling a sweet kind of sponge cake with a high tower of whipped cream. She called them “Charlie Roose”. It was something she enjoyed so much she didn’t know what part to have first. Sometimes she worked through all the whipped cream and then had the cherry before eating the little piece of cake at the bottom of the cup. Other times she just had the cherry first and then worked her way through the whipped cream to the cake. If she ate too fast Josie would tell her to be careful so as not to dirty her clothes.
What Emily pronounced as “Charlie Roose” were actually called Charlotte Russe. The original recipe developed in Europe during the 18th century and was considered a very elegant dessert. The main ingredients were a light sponge cake with a layer of fruit or jam topped with a towering swirl of whipped cream. In France the recipe was named Charlotte Russe. It gained popularity in New York City during the early 20th century, especially because in its simplified form it consisted of a small piece of cake topped with whipped cream and a maraschino cherry on top. Bakeries could use fresh sponge or one that was not so fresh. The Charlotte Russe was widely available in bakeries or through vendors selling them on the street.
During the days when Emily grew up, Charlotte Rousse was a winter time treat because cold temperatures kept the whipped cream from going bad. In 1982 Mimi Sheraton, writing in the New York Times, describes her delight at locating a bakery in New York’s West Village that still made Charlotte Rousse. She remembered that they originally cost from 5 to 7 cents.
Once popular throughout Manhattan and the boroughs, today very few bakeries make them. In 2012 Leah Koenig wrote about Charlotte Rousse for “Politico”. In her search she located only one bakery that still makes them. Holterman’s Bakery in Staten Island sold about 48 Charlotte Rousse a week in 2012. At that time the owners were not sure they would continue to make them.
Memories of Cold Weather and Hot Potatoes
After picking Emily up from school, Josie would take her for a walk on 13th Avenue to buy any foods she needed for the next day’s meal. When the weather was very cold she bought Emily a hot, baked sweet potato from a street vendor. This was a hearty after school treat that quickly alleviated those after school cravings for a snack.
Sweet potatoes sold on the streets were baked inside of coal fired ovens. These small ovens were on wheels which made it easy for a vendor to move around to the busiest locations. At his blog the late author Abraham Rothberg, shared many fond memories of eating hot potatoes on the street during the winter months. Abraham was born and raised in Brooklyn. His family could not afford to buy sweet potatoes, so he took some white Long Island potatoes from home and baked them over a fire he and his friends would make to keep warm. He also remembers the roasted chestnuts that many sweet potato vendors sold. The vendors wrapped the chestnuts and sweet potatoes in few sheets of newspaper so they could be handled. As they were held hands and face were also warmed.
Despite growing up during the Great Depression, Emily Leatrice never felt deprived. She remembered her early childhood fondly and would recount stories about the little pleasures that made her days special and life sweet.
We’ve focused on the memories and family stories Emily shared with us and round them out with additional details gathered from the readings noted in the Resources section.
–Sam Serrapede, Jr.
–EmilyAnn Frances May
Emily L. Serrapede (1931-2011) was the daughter of Sam and Josie Serrapede. She was the older sister of Gerry and Sammy. EmilyAnn knew her as “The Mom.”
Family Story: The Little Mouse
Emily liked to be in the kitchen on Sunday mornings whenever Sam was grating a chunk of Locatelli or Romano cheese. Josie was usually at the stove heating up the tomato sauce and cooking the pasta that were part of the main meal for the day.
As Sam grated the cheese Emily would stare at him until he stopped and asked her “Che fa? (“What’s up?”) Emily pointed to the large chunk of cheese and said one word, “Please?” Sam laughed and cut off a small piece which she took and enjoyed eating.
In a few minutes she’d come back and stare at him again. This time he’d ask her what she wanted and she would reach over for the chunk of cheese. He’d cut another little piece and she’d go into the living room and enjoy the sharp flavor of the cheese.
When she came back again, Sam would tell her to get out of the kitchen quick otherwise she’d turn into a mouse. Emily was not to be deterred and she’d wait for one more little piece before calling it a day. She knew that more than three times would get her into trouble.
Italian cheeses and olive oils were very expensive during the Great Depression. Since food preparation linked the family to their own culture and ancestral country many Italian families went without newer clothing or shoes just to make sure the quality of the traditional dietary items was the best they could get. This might be one of the reasons why Sam carefully measured out the size of the slices of cheese he would give Emily.
This posting is a continuation of 55-Serrapede Family in America-Tap Dancing at Football Weddings in the 1930 and 1940s (Part 1). This week Uncle Sammy and I present the research results for the various elements of the family story. Uncle Sammy also shares his memories of attending “Football Weddings” as a child. The findings add a depth to the retelling of the story and connect it to the bigger trends in pop-culture and growing up in the Italian-American community of Dyker Heights during the 1930s through 1940s.
Tap Dancing: An American dance form derived from African, English and Irish influences
Tap dancing developed through a melding of the percussive dancing of African slaves during the 19th century. In this type of dancing the feet are used in a way that makes a beating or sliding sound. When their English and Irish owners watched the dances they picked up on the rhythmic movements and added steps from their own traditional jigs and reels. From this blending of different elements tap dancing began. In the late 19th century tap dancing was a feature of Minstrel shows. Later in the early 20th century it was performed at Vaudeville shows.
In the early stages of its evolution, tap dancing shoes used wooden taps on the shoes to create a distinctive sound. Metal taps came into use in the 1930s. By this time tap dancing was part of mainstream entertainment. Fred Astaire and Ginger Rogers were two of Hollywood’s famous dancers who performed a sophisticated style of tap dancing in some of their movies.
Tap dancing has been called the break dancing or street dancing of an earlier era in America’s popular culture. In Philadelphia it was possible for young aspiring children to join different levels of tap dancing groups that congregated at different corners throughout the city. When the level of the group was achieved, the young person could then move on to the next group and learn techniques at that particular level.
After the 1950s tap dancing declined in popularity. There is something of a revival in progress as professional dancers are hosting workshops that invite the public to come and learn some basic steps and become part of the performance. We hope these efforts succeed in keeping this American form of dance for a new generation.
Emily L. Serrapede was the daughter of Josie and Sam Serrapede. She was the sister of Gerald and Sammy. Emily was EmilyAnn’s Mom.
There are several photos of Emily in our collection of family photos that show how much loving attention Sam and Josie put into her childhood. This week’s photo shows her all dressed up in an outfit that includes gloves with ruffled cuffs and a little pocketbook, too. Based on a family story she shared with me we think she was on her way to a special occasion, perhaps a wedding.
To all family and friends:
How is everyone enjoying their summer vacation?
The move to Linden, New Jersey on July 18th went smoothly. I am gradually becoming acquainted with my new town and loving it. I still have much unpacking to do but will get back to it after the hot days of summer are over.
I should be back to visiting my WordPRess friend’s blogs by early September. There will be some gaps because of the time lost due to the move but I will resume commenting and interacting once I get the drift of everyone’s postings.
On Wednesday, August 15th, 2018 Uncle Sammy and Aunt Kathie celebrated their Silver Anniversary. They first had a vacation in Paris before the Anniversary and then returned to the U.S. and celebrated again on the actual date with friends in Arizona. This weekend they will complete their vacation and celebration with a visit to New Mexico where there is an Indian Market.
Uncle Sammy and I shared photos from the wedding in August 15, 1993. For those members of the family who attended the photos should bring back some memories. For those who see them for the first time we think you’ll see how much in love Uncle Sammy and Aunt Kathie are at the wedding and, I’m so grateful and happy to say, continue to be today.
–EmilyAnn Frances May
August 17, 2018
Wedding of Sam Serrapede and Kathie Lingle, August 15, 1993
Michael Lingle walks his mother, Kathie, down the aisle. The ceremony and reception were held outdoors near a lake in New Jersey.
From the original wedding program.
Candle lighting ceremony with Best Man Mohammad Ali, Sam and Kathie.
First dance as newlyweds. Kathie changed into different dress for the reception.
The Mystery Wedding Photo. Was this happy couple from New York City or Wilmerding, Pennsylvania?
We all enjoy mystery stories. Even more so we enjoy how the unfolding of the story provides hints that help answer some or all the questions so that a degree of closure is reached. Right now Uncle Sammy and I are turning to our extended network of family and descendants of the paesani of Josie and Sam for help in solving a mystery.
One of the photos Josie left is that of a very happy young couple posing for a studio portrait on their wedding day. Based on the style of the wedding gown and the studio background we estimate the time period to be the late 1920s-early 1930s. What makes this picture even more of a mystery is that Josie did not leave any notes on the back or on an enclosed piece of paper. The large cardboard frame the photo is in does not have any imprint from the studio. Continue reading