One For The Oldies

[Canary42]

Eating in the Fifties.



Takeaway was an arithmetic operation.
Pizza was something to do with a Leaning Tower.
All crisps were plain, the only choice being whether to add the enclosed salt.
A Chinese Chippy was a foreign carpenter.
Rice was a pudding, never part of main course.
A Big Mac was what we wore when it rained.
Brown bread was something only the poor ate.
Oil was for lubricating, lard was for cooking.
Tea was made in a teapot using tea leaves and never green.
Coffee was Camp and came in a bottle.
Cube sugar was regarded as Posh.
Only Heinz made beans.
Fish didn’t have fingers.
Eating raw fish was poverty, not Sushi.
We hadn’t heard of yoghurt.
Spam was processed meat.
Healthy food consisted of anything edible.
People who didn’t peel potatoes were regarded as lazy.
Indian restaurants were only encountered in India.
Cooking outside was called camping.
Seaweed was not recognised food.
“Kebab” wasn’t even a word, never mind a food.
Sugar enjoyed a good Press, regarded as “White Gold”.
Corona was a bottled drink.
Prunes were medicinal.
Surprisingly, Muesli was readily available, it was called cattle feed.
Water came out of a tap, if anyone had suggested bottling it and charging more than petrol they would have become a laughing stock.
One thing never on the meal table was elbows.

[maggiebee]

Having to gut a fish in "cookery" class. Nobody wanted to do it but my dad was a fisherman and I did this regularly. Could also skin and gut a rabbit for tea. The toonies had a lot to learn.

Oh, and don't forget the gas mantles. We didn't have electricity in our house until I was 12.

[Bobbisox1]

Yes Radio Luxembourg ( sorry) Caroline was much later