When I was a girl I ate hard tack in my grandmother's house. My grandparents bought it in a large, round package. In the package there were many thin, dark, rounds of hard tack, each with a large hole in the center. I remember thinking they were like the big long playing records we had in those days. (33 1/3 rpm) My grandmother explained that this rye "bread" was made this way so it could be stored up in the ceiling of the house. It was dry and warm there up by the roof so the hard tack would last a long time. My grandmother would break open the package and snap the large rounds into smaller pieces that she could fit in a cookie tin. She made her own butter from cream in the milk pail and this homemade butter was served with hard tack.
I still have a taste for hard tack but must buy it in postcard shapes in a paper package marked "WASA". It is made in Sweden and imported to us in Canada. It is commonly found in any grocery store here.
I still have a taste for hard tack but must buy it in postcard shapes in a paper package marked "WASA". It is made in Sweden and imported to us in Canada. It is commonly found in any grocery store here.
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