Capt-jack Loc: Home

EATING IN THE FIFTIES

Pasta had not been invented. It was macaroni or spaghetti.

Curry was a surname.

Taco? Never saw one till I was 15.

All chips were plain.

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 posh.

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 and stewed.

Surprisingly Muesli was readily available. It was called cattle feed.

Pineapples came in chunks or were round with a hole in the middle, in a tin; 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.

There were three things that we never ever had on/at our table in the fifties . . . elbows, hats and cell phones!

......and there was always two choices for each meal...

"Take it" or Leave it"............

vernon

Sir we are from the same era.I miss the days of my youth.

Owl32 Loc: ARK

Yes I do too, there was always a tasty, hearty, energy giving meal on our table it let you run all day withouth a refill till the sun went down.

DaWg44

& unruly kids got spankings instead of drugs & hugs, yes sir, no sir, yes mam, no mam were the only acceptable answers to any adult, fast food was a peanut butter sandwich, cold biscuits w/ syrup poured in them, frozen foods would all fit in small freezer in grocery stores, most of which were mom & pop stores, fresh fruits were only had in season wherever you happened to live, we had real chores, real work, Christmas was mostly new clothes, some nuts & oranges, bandaids were few, mercurochrome, iodine, were common. Somehow we had more time to look at clouds, watch sunsets.

slatten49 Loc: Lake Whitney, Texas

[quote=Capt-jack]EATING IN THE FIFTIES

Aaah, ...those remind me of the following lyrics from the song, 'Memories':

Memories, pressed between the pages of my mind
Memories, sweetened through the ages just like wine

Quiet thoughts come floating down and settle softly to the ground
Like golden autumn leaves around my feet
I touched them and they burst apart with sweet memories
Sweet memories

Of holding hands and red bouquets
And twilights trimmed in purple haze
And laughing eyes and simple ways
And quiet nights and gentle days with you

Memories, pressed between the pages of my mind
Memories, sweetened through the ages just like wine
Memories, memories

Of holding hands and red bouquets
And twilights trimmed in purple haze
And laughing eyes and simple ways
And quiet nights and gentle days with you

Memories, pressed between the pages of my mind
Memories, sweetened through the ages just like wine
Memories, memories, sweet memories, memories

EL Loc: Massachusetts

[quote=slatten49]

Really miss those days.

EL Loc: Massachusetts

What happened to our world???

pafret Loc: Northeast

Simpler days for all. We knew what the boundaries were and the penalty for t***sgression. If we elected to cross those boundaries we ended up in reform school. No one I knew who had ever been there wanted to go back.

pafret Loc: Northeast

[quote=slatten49]

Excellent song!

Capt-jack Loc: Home

Yes, indeed I do.

Capt-jack Loc: Home

I wish I knew, It makes me cry to see what is going on.

Gatsby

"There were three things that we never ever had on/at our table in the fifties . . . elbows, hats and cell phones!"

Those 'hats' are also a relic of the past, almost universally replaced by the 'cap', except in 'cow' country.

EL Loc: Massachusetts

I remember going to a haberdashery with my Father to buy one of those hats. It was a big deal in those days. (SO long ago.)

Owl32 Loc: ARK

times, fun and laughing about something really funny not crude tripe out of someone's mouth those were days of dusty roads and swimming holes, bag swings and cork ball with old broom sticks, pickup baseball games have all gone a way. today nothing but lairs and c***ters, law breakers and vandals, swimming holes that today are to contaminated with modern weed k**lers to swim in. Catch me if you can, kick the can all passed away,

no propaganda please Loc: moon orbiting the third rock from the sun

Take it or leave it was the main course at our house, and the final course was "Do the dishes-NOW"