CFH – Beach, AGA… oh do bugger off, you are not kidding anyone you know.
Beef paste sandwiches
Crispy Pancakes
Pork chops – grilled to death by my mum. It was like trying to eat a wetsuit
3 reasons why I have all but given up eating meat.
Best food from the 70s has to be rissoles. Sounds like arseholes, tasted like breaded processed meat (including arseholes I suspect) perfection.
Hora - Chilly Willy was the name. Surprised you don't remember that.
I used to love Pacers, and we used to get these 'crisps' that were little pigs, not Monster Munch material, but thin material and hollow. What were they?
And not forgetting a bag of scraps covered in S&V
Nothing particularly 80s about icepops (or whatever you call them), they're still popular today (at least in Spain). And they're still sugar+E numbers+flavouring+water.
golden syrup sandwiches and everything tasting of lard
Gypsy Tart (makes you ....)
Roast lamb dinners, oven roasted pork belly and rice pudding.... Infact I made rice pudding on Sunday and it was amazing
duck eggs
riddlings
spam fritters
stewed mushrooms
goosegogs
Good shout ZZjabZZ - Marsh's Sass
Hamburgers and onion gravy in a tin
Butterscotch Instant Whip
Ulster Fry
Ben Shawes fizzy drinks
Beef paste sandwiches
This thread was proceeding quite nicely (with the exception of liver and tripe) until this point - my dear old mum, bless her, if she found an acceptable sandwich filling she would run with it for eons. Hence for me beef/crab/chicken/fish paste sandwiches induce vertigo and a hint of nausea.
My favourite school lunch: a chip barm* from Jeff's Chippy with so much vinegar that the barm was wet with it.
*barm - truncation of barmcake aka stottie, bun, roll, bapm, breadcake, oven bottom etc.
i remember eating mushroom toppers something like that,
a very small tin of creamed mushrooms you put on toast then grilled.
also loved the chocolate bars texan, cabbana ? and terrys chocolate fry ??
Paste sandwiches. I never ever ever managed to eat them without feeling grim. Horrible horrible inventions for tight Mums. Especially the fish/shrimp crap ones!
nom nom nom:
fried liver and bacon... anyone who says liver is not good is wrong.
pea fritter with chips
boiled eggs with dippy soldiers
fried bread
welsh rarebit
macaroni cheese
not nom, no:
sandwich spread
Which is probably just as well, as any liquid remaining would be hotter than the surface of the sun.The only substance hotter?…….
Exactement!
The McApplepie - I welded some new sills onto an old mini with a few of them 😛
Lamb/Sheep Hearts..
Bubble & Squeak
Corned Beef Sarnie
My Nans super thick Chocolate Blancmange.
Roly Poly Pudding
Earnfield pudding.
A nice nudge, binners.
Trips to McDs with my grandparents. Set menu I had:
Big Mac
Quarter pounder with cheese
Chips
Apple pie
Strawberry milkshake
I don't know how I didn't end up the size of a house...
I had no childhood 😐
I do remember Black Jacks and Licorice shoe laces though.
mikewsmith - Member
ladies and gentlemen I give you the Chicken Kievwhere generally any kind of liquid had escaped during cooking
Try waitrose, this is still a regular in the Fish household.
In fact come to think of it, had not a bad one from Aldi the other week still loads of garlic butter..
Spacemonkey - arrrrggghhh! You posted a picture of a spam fritter with the completely unnaturally pink inside and gave me a panic attack. I'll have nightmares now. They are still all-too-familiar after all these years. Vile things, they used to literally ooze grease.
Primula!
And Fish Paste that you spread on toast - Heinz wasn't it?
And Blueband margarine.
Tongue sandwiches
My mum's liver - dryer and tougher than an old boot (I have had nicely cooked liver in restaurants since though and like it)
Risotto - the dish my mum used to cook bore very little resemblance to what I now know risotto to taste like - hers was American long grain rice with leftover ham or chicken and peppers. We used to eat it with mango chutney(!) - it was incredibly dry so moisture was needed
In fact looking back my mum had no clue how to cook meat really!
*Wonders if HtS will get annoyed at this one, too*
Crumpets. Hot, buttered crumpets, slathered in Marmite, Bovril or honey, sitting in front of the fire on a wintery evening watching Rugby Special and Ski Sunday. Occasionally with some sweet chestnuts roasted on a coal scuttle in the fire. Childhood heaven!
In fact looking back my mum had no clue how to cook meat really!
Don't be too harsh on your mum. I think that was universal fella. Meat had to be cooked until the texture and colour of an Alpine Ski Instructors forehead! All vegetables are to be boiled to the point where they have almost reverted to a liquid, and all actual flavour has long since evaporated
Christ! Pretty much all food back then was really, really grim!! No wonder a Friday trip to the chippy represented being given the keys to the gates of heaven
Oh… and clubber… Primula is still very much going strong, and Primula with chives tastes as great as ever on thick white toast 😀
If you were a real slob, you could sit there squeezing it directly into your gob. Not that I know anyone who would be that uncouth
Thats a point. The ONLY thing my mum could cook was Brisket.
Everything else was over-cooked. Do you think its because there wasn't really many cooking programmes or books around as there are now? People actually make an effort and dating is about cooking a meal rather than going out too?
Yeuck. It always tasted bloody sour!!!
That was just preparing you for a life ooop north. Down sarf we had nice school milk.
Salad Cream is awesome. Much nicer than mayonnaise. I lived on salad cream and cheese sandwiches when I was about 18.
Yep, nice school milk at my primary too - I drank loads of the stuff - my 1/3 pint bottle but also those of two of my mates (who didn't like milk) plus a further two or three at lunch time...
butterscotch angel delight
......Tastes of Aluminium !butterscotch angel delight
Aluminiummmmm...
If we're going down the non-food route, other forgotten tastes of childhood probably include HB pencils, erasers and thumbs.
Non food....A lolly stick chewed all day















