Oh, drool.
Mom and dad never had much money, but man did we eat. Sunday was a huge, huge breakfast and supper. I remember it was like Christmas dinner - usually a big fat chicken and/or roast with all the vegetables and desserts you could stuff in your face. Then the kids are told to go outside and play, bellies bulging.
There were almost always people, rarely just our little family.
Food I adored as a kid:
*Pork Chops, pork chops and more pork chops! (still love the swine in chop form). The secret ingredient is Salt. mm mm.
*Garden vegetables - Not cooked. I liked veggies a lot, even brussel sprouts, so long as they weren't cooked or cooked very lightly.
*Tiger tiger ice cream, and bubblegum ice cream
*Red Meat: steak, roast beef, deer, stew. Any piece of meat grilled or roasted I would eat, was rather carnivorous.
That's what I woulda ate all the time if they would have allowed it. But there was tonnes of variety in our foods as a kid, though most of it was kept to simple fare. Not much spice, salt, sugar, or add-ins either.
Junk food: hot dogs, cakes, chips, pop, were all for treats. But I didn't like hot dogs or chips or pop then. Just cakes and ice cream.
There was bread on the table always, for dad, and I ate a lot of bread. Old habit for him, I just loved the stuff: plain.
Good, good, memories of males bringing back meat and making a feast of it. Picking fruit and eating it til you wandered off to play and had finished filling your pail. It was Eden to me as a kid.
