Recipe from My grandmother and her story. Please enjoy!
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Moravian Chicken Pie
Posted by Jennifer on Wednesday, March 12th, 2008 in Main Courses :
When we launched the site on Monday, my friend Irena – a great writer and a smart, smart cookie – mentioned our site on her gardening blog, http://myrootsrundeep.blogspot.com. She also challenged one of her regular contributors and fellow gardener (and gardening blogger) Anna, who lives in North Carolina, to submit a recipe. What came back to us is an amazing tale of family history and food. I’m still a bit blown away by this story and by the detail! Lucky for Anna, and good on her, for knowing her roots (pardon the pun) so well.
And hey, talk about Six Degrees of Separation – my father was a fighter pilot in the RCAF (the Royal Canadian Air Force) in the late 1950s and early 1960s. And guess where he was based at one point? Zweibrucken, Germany, the birthplace of Anna’s ancestors, whom you’ll read about in the fascinating account below. It’s a small world Anna!
Check out Anna’s blog too, when you can. She’s at: http://flowergardengirl.wordpress.com/
And thanks Irena for passing along the word about PassedDown!
Anna’s Story and Recipe
Abraham and Catherine Staudt/Staud were proud of their children. All had been born in their home town of Zweibrucken at Gimpweiler Germany. All had grown restless and desired a new life in a world free of religious persecution. A brother had preceded Anna and her two married sisters to the new world. The brother had arrived in America and was in an area known as The Great Swamp of Pennsylvania. Some say it is a low lying area rich in farmland because of its loamy soil and others say the name Great Swamp refers to a gathering place of people from all over the world seeking religious freedom and new land opportunities. My studies have led me to believe that both is true. It is fertile land and it was a great gathering place.
Anna, her two sisters, the children of the two sisters, and a brother in law departed for the new land in the 20th year of her life, 1738. They departed with great hope and dreams for their families. There was joy and tears and they left family and cousins behind with talk of the others joining them once things were settled. There must have been massive amounts of luggage and family keep sakes. There must have been several crates of the necessary needs to keep the little group supplied with basic needs for the trip. It took several years to plan for such a trip.
During the mid to late 1700′s, there was a horrible flu epidemic. Most people had taken to wearing masks for protection from the stench of this sickness and for protection. During the voyage, one by one the members began to get deathly ill with this flu outbreak. Anna describes in her own words that she called upon the religion of her upbringing for her strength. The illness slowly took one life after another. She saw her sisters, their children, and her brother in law die among the many who couldn’t overcome this madness around them.
Most of the crew and the captain of the ship all died. The ship’s wheel was secured in place. The wheel was lashed as described in those times. Anna would say that only the Lord guided them through this time. For four weeks the ship drifted, guided only by the Almighty-as described by the few who survived. Anna grieved and feared for her life wondering if leaving her homeland was so wise after all. Finally it was decided that the carpenter of the ship would take over the wheel and take the fate of the few in his hands.
He was the only skilled man left upon the ship.
They sailed the wreck successfully to shore and all survivors arrived shaken and mournful but thankful to be on land. Anna went to live with a brother who was a potter in The Great Swamp. Anna was a skilled and prepared helper of the house. She took care of the family needs and cooked for them until she met the young and handsome Jacob Muller. She won him over with her many household talents but also with her determination to continue living in spite of her great trials for such a young woman.
Jacob helped to build the town of Bethlehem, Pennsylvania. His memoirs tell of him clearing the land and becoming friends with the Moravians. He and Anna moved to Maxetanien, Pennsylvania and opened a place of lodging. Anna cooked many of her famous recipes. Their Inn was known as a kind and loving place for the passing brethren. Many an afternoon was spent speaking with these brethren who were on their way to the new Wachovia Tract in North Carolina. Even though the trip was long and required they pass through Indian territory, it was tempting to Anna and Jacob who were adventurous by nature.
The area of The Great Swamp was getting crowded and land was at a premium. Anna and Jacob had joined the Moravian Church. They were interested in some land purchased by the Moravians in NC known as the Wachovia Tract. Today this land is known as Bethania, Bethabara, Old Salem, and areas surrounding Winston Salem, NC. They moved to the Wachovia Tract in 1771 and settled one and one half miles from Bethania where they attended church and fellowshiped with others. They were married for 50 years and had 11 children. Eight of those children were still living when Anna died in 1790. She is buried at Bethania.
In Anna’s life, she was known as a wonderful wife, mother, and home-maker. It is well known that the Moravians are famous for their home baked goods and hearty meals. I have mentioned before that they cook, stick to your ribs food. Anna was most likely famous for her yeast rolls and chicken pie. I’d like to share with you one of those famous recipes passed down from my blessed grandmother Maria Anna Elizabeth Muller. My name is Anna Marie. There have been many Annas. I am proud to be one of them.
Moravian Chicken Pie
Given to me by my Great Aunt Anna Perryman
Please visit the Passed.com site to see the recipe and a picture of what the pie looks like!