Tastes of Old
Nowadays we have foods we never heard of (and likely would have been wary to taste) when we were young kids. I mean in the early 70’s who had heard of butter chicken? Or Shrimp Pad Thai? We get foods and flavours from all over the world now, and we are better for it of course.
But there are some meals we don’t have, or at least I don’t, anymore. Or if we do its very rare. That in some cases may be for the best, but I’m sure I’m not alone in remembering eating catsup (and yes it used to be spelled that way on some bottles at least) sandwiches.
Another favorite of mine was franco-american spaghetti (not Heinz, that was like crap, and not spaghetti-o’s, the sauce tasted different, yes I was picky). But not just from the bowl, what was even better was to pour the hot spaghetti on a slice of toast!
I also loved, and still do, meatballs and gravy, tho I hate gravy (I told you I was odd). I really can’t say the gravy from those tastes anything like gravy though.
I also used to love hazelnut spread on toast (nutella? not sure that was the brand back then), but my sister has a nut allergy and not sure I’ve had that since I was about 10! I should try some someday, tho the memory is probably better.
We also used to use the pressure cooker a fair bit back then, and I’ve not seen one of those used in years. And before the days of the home coffee maker, we had the coffee percolator on the stove. That stuff was tasty!
I can remember now the old folks asking if you’d have a cup of tea in your hand, and proceeding to pour their tea into their saucer and drink from that. And of course a cup of tea meant more than tea, there was cake, cookies, and a dish of jam, often eaten with a spoon rather than on bread.
Raised in outport Newfoundland in a town of 65 people, I pursued a post secondary diploma in Information Technology right out of High School.
I’ve always been a geek at heart, but yet I love the rural life I grew up with. Fishing, hunting, camping and the great outdoors are still loves of mine, even if I don’t pursue them as often as I once did. Sports were always a big part of our lives, and I played many (badly) and loved them all.
Tastes of Old
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A little About Me
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