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DINNER IN THE FIFTIES:
Pasta had not been invented. It was macaroni or spaghetti.
Curry was a surname.
Takeout was a dating situation....hopefully.
Pizza? Sounds like a leaning tower somewhere.
All chips were plain.
Rice was a milk pudding, and never, ever part of main course.
A Big Mac was what we wore when it was raining.
Brown bread was something only poor people ate.
Oil was for lubricating, fat was for cooking.
Tea was made in a teapot using tea leaves and never green.
Cubed sugar was regarded as pretty fancy.
Chickens didn't have fingers in those days.
None of us had ever heard of yogurt.
Healthy food consisted of anything edible.
Cooking outside was called camping.
Seaweed was not a recognized food.
'Kebab' was not even a word, never mind a food.
Sugar enjoyed a good press in those days, and was regarded as being white gold.
Prunes were medicinal.
Surprisingly muesli was readily available. It was called cattle feed.
Pineapples came in chunks in a can; we had only ever seen a picture of a real one.
Water came out of the tap. If someone had suggested bottling it and charging more than gasoline for it they would have become a laughing stock.
The things that we never ever had on/at our table in the fifties, were...elbows, hats and cell phones!
Squiddiddler wrote:
From Email
DINNER IN THE FIFTIES:
Pasta had not been invented. It was macaroni or spaghetti.
Curry was a surname.
Takeout was a dating situation....hopefully.
Pizza? Sounds like a leaning tower somewhere.
All chips were plain.
Rice was a milk pudding, and never, ever part of main course.
A Big Mac was what we wore when it was raining.
Brown bread was something only poor people ate.
Oil was for lubricating, fat was for cooking.
Tea was made in a teapot using tea leaves and never green.
Cubed sugar was regarded as pretty fancy.
Chickens didn't have fingers in those days.
None of us had ever heard of yogurt.
Healthy food consisted of anything edible.
Cooking outside was called camping.
Seaweed was not a recognized food.
'Kebab' was not even a word, never mind a food.
Sugar enjoyed a good press in those days, and was regarded as being white gold.
Prunes were medicinal.
Surprisingly muesli was readily available. It was called cattle feed.
Pineapples came in chunks in a can; we had only ever seen a picture of a real one.
Water came out of the tap. If someone had suggested bottling it and charging more than gasoline for it they would have become a laughing stock.
The things that we never ever had on/at our table in the fifties, were...elbows, hats and cell phones!
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Yes and at my home well sat down at 6 and we said grace.
Squiddiddler wrote:
From Email
DINNER IN THE FIFTIES:
Pasta had not been invented. It was macaroni or spaghetti.
Curry was a surname.
Takeout was a dating situation....hopefully.
Pizza? Sounds like a leaning tower somewhere.
All chips were plain.
Rice was a milk pudding, and never, ever part of main course.
A Big Mac was what we wore when it was raining.
Brown bread was something only poor people ate.
Oil was for lubricating, fat was for cooking.
Tea was made in a teapot using tea leaves and never green.
Cubed sugar was regarded as pretty fancy.
Chickens didn't have fingers in those days.
None of us had ever heard of yogurt.
Healthy food consisted of anything edible.
Cooking outside was called camping.
Seaweed was not a recognized food.
'Kebab' was not even a word, never mind a food.
Sugar enjoyed a good press in those days, and was regarded as being white gold.
Prunes were medicinal.
Surprisingly muesli was readily available. It was called cattle feed.
Pineapples came in chunks in a can; we had only ever seen a picture of a real one.
Water came out of the tap. If someone had suggested bottling it and charging more than gasoline for it they would have become a laughing stock.
The things that we never ever had on/at our table in the fifties, were...elbows, hats and cell phones!
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Yep, that's was really the way it was when I was a kid. And the entire family ate at the table and talked... to one another. Different time... different place.
Semper Fi
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