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Post by aubrey on Jul 17, 2016 8:05:05 GMT
I don't think I want any breakfast now, after reading that lot.
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Post by althea on Jul 24, 2016 10:37:10 GMT
AS a child we never had bought cakes or scones or biscuits. My mother made everything. I used to feel very deprived and that we were missing a lot. She taught me to bake and so I continued the tradition of home made cakes etc. For my children's school fairs I used to bake many cakes and was amazed that they were all bought within the first five minutes of the fair. People who were brought up on shop cakes adored home made stuff. That's life,isn't it! We all think what we haven't got is better than what we have got.
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Post by marispiper on Jul 31, 2016 14:17:07 GMT
I was thinking about the things I used to pester my mother to buy (she never did...) the power of advertising...
Kelloggs anything....we always had porridge Camay soap ...we always had Palmolive or Wrights Coal Tar (ugh...no glamour there) Silvikrin Shampoo - we always had Vaseline Soapless which was a sachet of powder you mixed up in a cup - it went further! Lyons Family Brick Sweets - you got Polo mints if you were lucky - only because she liked them...
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Post by Deleted on Jul 31, 2016 14:26:53 GMT
I was thinking about the things I used to pester my mother to buy (she never did...) the power of advertising... Kelloggs anything....we always had porridge Camay soap ...we always had Palmolive or Wrights Coal Tar (ugh...no glamour there) Silvikrin Shampoo - we always had Vaseline Soapless which was a sachet of powder you mixed up in a cup - it went further! Lyons Family Brick Sweets - you got Polo mints if you were lucky - only because she liked them... I don't remember asking for anything, after the war you were grateful for anything you were given because food was scarce and rationing was tight The memory must have affected me because anything my own children asked for, they got
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Post by marispiper on Jul 31, 2016 16:26:04 GMT
That's it Gus...there was no such thing as choice when it came to food. Some dinners I dreaded (tripe) but I ate it all the same! You wouldn't get anything else! Eating between meals? It wasn't invented!
We ate lots of fish and offal as I recall... I daresay because it was cheap. I used to love the hearts, kidneys etc. but tripe...ugh. Funny because it's still enjoyed in France, Italy and Spain and you often see it on a menu. I never order it!
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Post by Deleted on Jul 31, 2016 20:34:48 GMT
That's it Gus...there was no such thing as choice when it came to food. Some dinners I dreaded (tripe) but I ate it all the same! You wouldn't get anything else! Eating between meals? It wasn't invented! We ate lots of fish and offal as I recall... I daresay because it was cheap. I used to love the hearts, kidneys etc. but tripe...ugh. Funny because it's still enjoyed in France, Italy and Spain and you often see it on a menu. I never order it! We were brought up on loads of rabbit pies and stews. Father got himself organised and competent with a shotgun, and the local farmers welcomed him clearing their fields. If you found lead pellets in your dinner you just spat them out I remember "gleaning", picking up any ears of corn left by the harvester cutting the crop. Used to feed the chickens That was when chicken was a luxury meal, sometimes just once a year at Christmas
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Post by mickeymo1 on Aug 21, 2017 7:29:20 GMT
When I was busy driving on early shifts If I had an empty bus I would pick up roadkill rabbits by North Weald airfield. I used to make wild rabbit casserole.i used to put the rabbit in a bag under the back seat till I went home. One day two school girls found it. I told them it was my pet that had died and I was going to bury it in the country side. The next day they gave me a big bunch of wildflowers to put on its grave.
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Post by cobden28 on Aug 28, 2017 7:19:22 GMT
I've only ever had rabbit pie the once in my life, and as I remember it there were lots of little bones in it which I was forever spitting out. Not had rabbit since then, well over fifty years ago now, and not likely to since my son-in-law convinced me to go vegetarian.
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Post by marispiper on Aug 28, 2017 10:22:20 GMT
When I was busy driving on early shifts If I had an empty bus I would pick up roadkill rabbits by North Weald airfield. I used to make wild rabbit casserole.i used to put the rabbit in a bag under the back seat till I went home. One day two school girls found it. I told them it was my pet that had died and I was going to bury it in the country side. The next day they gave me a big bunch of wildflowers to put on its grave. It would've been delicious! I recall driving through France and stopping in a little town with only one eatery and one thing on the menu - rabbit casserole. It was sublime . Thanks for your post. Do some more.😊
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Post by marispiper on Aug 28, 2017 10:27:32 GMT
I've only ever had rabbit pie the once in my life, and as I remember it there were lots of little bones in it which I was forever spitting out. Not had rabbit since then, well over fifty years ago now, and not likely to since my son-in-law convinced me to go vegetarian. You're right about the bones...but lovely flavour, although many would shrink from eating it. I wonder why? Maybe its the fluffiness? One of our other posters, Aubrey, is a vegetarian - something of a cheese connoisseur... How long have you abstained from meat? Keep the posts coming...
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Post by aubrey on Aug 28, 2017 10:51:43 GMT
I'm not really a cheese connoisseur - I don't like really strong cheese that has all veins and mould in it, or things like Feta. There was a goat cheese flan last year that made me gag a bit.
Anyway, I stopped eating meat on Boxing Day, 1977. Apart from a couple of mistakes since (one mine, one someone else's), the last thing I ate was a turkey and cheese sandwich, some time in the afternoon. (Oh, not asking me, damn.)
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Post by marispiper on Aug 28, 2017 12:19:23 GMT
I'm not really a cheese connoisseur - I don't like really strong cheese that has all veins and mould in it, or things like Feta. There was a goat cheese flan last year that made me gag a bit. Anyway, I stopped eating meat on Boxing Day, 1977. Apart from a couple of mistakes since (one mine, one someone else's), the last thing I ate was a turkey and cheese sandwich, some time in the afternoon. (Oh, not asking me, damn.) Well, sounds like you are a bit selective on the cheese front - no blue, goat, feta...and there was me, kneeling in adoration. I'll stop that straight away 😊 Did you like meat when you did eat it though? It always interests me, the reasons why people stop.
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Post by ARENA on Aug 28, 2017 12:21:22 GMT
I'm not really a cheese connoisseur - I don't like really strong cheese that has all veins and mould in it, or things like Feta. There was a goat cheese flan last year that made me gag a bit. Anyway, I stopped eating meat on Boxing Day, 1977. Apart from a couple of mistakes since (one mine, one someone else's), the last thing I ate was a turkey and cheese sandwich, some time in the afternoon. (Oh, not asking me, damn.) Well, sounds like you are a bit selective on the cheese front - no blue, goat, feta...and there was me, kneeling in adoration. I'll stop that straight away 😊 Did you like meat when you did eat it though? It always interests me, the reasons why people stop. I love cheese of nearly every kind.
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Post by marispiper on Aug 28, 2017 12:35:58 GMT
Well, sounds like you are a bit selective on the cheese front - no blue, goat, feta...and there was me, kneeling in adoration. I'll stop that straight away 😊 Did you like meat when you did eat it though? It always interests me, the reasons why people stop. I love cheese of nearly every kind. I'm ditching that Aubrey and will kneel in adoration of you instead 😄
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Post by aubrey on Aug 28, 2017 12:53:56 GMT
I stopped eating meat for animal reasons, but the thing that turned me was that turkey and cheese sandwich, when I realised that I really was not enjoying the turkey. After a while I realised that I didn't really like most meat anyway, except pig meat (but not bacon, which I find - found - to be massively overrated).
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