I enjoy talking about my life growing up on Jugtown Mountain in western New Jersey. My grandparents built a summer cottage on 100 acres on top of this big old mountain called Jugtown Mountain in Hunterdon County.
My parents built a house next door where all nine children were raised. I have 6 brothers an 2 sisters and as a young family we were always hungry. To raise and feed nine children was a real challenge for my parents. In the summer time my brothers, Kenny and Peter and I would go out in the woods with recently sharpened axes, hatchets and two man saws to build forts and log cabins. I thought my mother was crazy because every spring she would take us and the axes, hatchets and two man saws to the hardware store to be sharpened. Why, I thought, would she sharpen them like that, did she want us to cut our limbs off or what! Later I found out that sharpened equipment cuts easier and has less chance of being cut.I can tell you that we as children ate pretty good.
My mother fed seven boys and two girls three to four meals everyday and I was always in the kitchen with her. For some reason I liked being int the kitchen, it was my favorite place in our house. I would make breakfast for all of us on Sunday mornings, mostly eggs, bacon, toast, pancakes or waffles.

One of my duties was to cook breakfast when my Uncle Joe came up to pick up his mail. This guy was a mean old man, always complained and liked his eggs cooked a certain way. One time he even had the nerve to send his eggs back and had me recook them. I was so scared and I was glad my mother was there to help and teach me.
I really consider her a chef even through she most likely does not. Anyone who can feed a family of nine has to think like a chef. Shopping was such a task. When she went shopping, she always took a couple of the children with her in order to haul hundreds of dollars of food throught the store, into car, into the house and put up on the shelves. Believe me this was a process. My mother would choose different stores to shop according to the freshness and savings. We would buy our meat from a local butcher and purchase the whole side of beef. The butcher said she would save some money and he would break the side of beef into smaller cuts for her. Her bread would come from a outlet store and she new what day the bread was delievered fresh. The milk from a thrift store and in the summer months the produce from a local farmer The balance of the items would come from the A&P, a local grocery store. After a long two hours of shopping we would end up with 4-5 large baskets of items.
Cooking was a passion for her, she enjoyed making people happy through food. She slaved hard with shopping, cooking and cleaning and enjoyed bringing the family together through food. I remember on warm summer nights after our dinner the entire family would walk across the
Preheat your oven to 350 degrees and position your rack in the middle of your oven. Butter and flour two 9 inch oven proof glass dishes. Peel and medium dice 5 granny smith apples. 




Cream 1/2 pound of room temperature butter with 2 1/2 cups of sugar. 
Add 2 teaspoons of salt, 4 teaspoons of Baking Powder and 4 cups of all purpose flour. 
To make the crumbs remove 2 cups of the mixture and add to another bowl. 
To this add 1/4 pound of butter, 6 Tablespoons of dark brown sugar, and 2 teaspoons of cinnamon. Set aside. 
To the remainder mixture add 4 eggs and 2 teaspoons of vanilla extract. 
Spread the dough onto the two buttered glass dishes. 
Distribute the cooled apples between the two dishes and then top with the crumb mixture. . 
Place in the oven and bake for 45 minutes. cool on a cooling rack.

Slice and enjoy. 

Do you know why they call it Jugtown Mountain? We live nearby.
HI, Just found my answer:
The name Jugtown dates to Prohibition times when bootleggers hid their distilled merchandise under rock ledges on the ridge.
Thank you for the note and can I ask where you got that info?
Tom, I’m an old neighbor. Frank and Laura used to play with my brother Johnny and I. We know your whole family. My maiden name is Joann Parichuk. We even knew Mr. and Mrs. Trepani. It was a nicer time growing up on Jugtown Mountain in the 50′s and 60′s. I wish you great success with your career — sounds like you had some great teachers.
Thank you Joann. I remember very well! That sure was great growing up on Jugtown Mountain!!
Joanne Parichuk is my sister-in-law. I married the youngest son, Bobby. However, my cousins lived on Jugtown Mountain as well. Do you remember the Mancinis?
wow! What a long tie ago. Yes I do remember the Parichuck’s from down the road and what great memories!!
Hello, Tommy. Pure dumb luck that I found your website. Congratulations on your career as a chef! Somehow,I’m not terribly surprised.
Another ex-neighbor here. My family (Dad, Mom, me and two sisters) moved into your Grandparents summer home for about a year while my dad was building our new home. Your Mum drove my Mum home from the hospital with our new-born little brother in a raging down pour of rain! Water was seeping up through the carpeting on the car floor. I was wondering if the Shangra La pool is still there? Is your grandparents summer home still there? How far is your restaurant from your Mum and Dad’s home? How are Francis (Jr.), Laura, Steven, Paul, Peter, Mary and Kenny? Gosh, it’s been such a long time. Good job and much future success to you and yours.