Eating in the 50's

[two_bit_score]

"Store bought". Yep, that was a somewhat derogatory term around our house most of the time. At least when it came to food.

TBS

 

[grnspot110]

That is very likely a piece of now highly collectable "Red Wing Pottery".
Made in Red Wing Mn.

It was!

 

[milkman]

I thought when I joined I was probably one of the oldest on this forum. But after reading all these posts it sure is nice seeing there are lots here that grew up when I did and mostly the way we did too. Love those days and the memories I have of them.

Howdy neighbor, I'm probably older than you, graduated St Romualds '62. I remember taking wheat to the Irvington mill and going there to pick up 25lb sacks of flour. First milk shake I had was at the Irvington train station shortly after Truman came through on the rear of his campaign train. Well went dry in the summer so wash water and drinking water came from a spring at the bottom of a steep hill, hated wash day. This thread jogged a lot of memories. The first car I can remember dad had after the war didn't have a license plate, just a sticker on the windshield.

 

[2LaneCruzer]

Hah! Bunch of youngsters. I graduated from college in 1964, and it took me 5 years! Not to mention that I didn't start until three years after I graduated high school.

I too had my first piece of pizza...pizza pie they called it...in Oklahoma City in 1956. It was at a place called Sussey's on North May Avenue, and about 30th Street. I was unimpressed; it was too cheesy, too greasy and too hot. All the skin peeled of the roof of my mouth (well, slight exaggeration). We moved to Albuquerque in 1957, and they had all kinds of meat pizzas on a thin crust...my favorite was then, and still is, thin crust sausage. I believe the place was called Casa Luna.

My Grandmother had a Servel kerosene refrigerator because they didn't have electricity. We had a G.E., but Mom cooked on a kerosene stove and our heating stove was wood (in the kitchen) and kerosene in the living room. It got plenty cold; I can remember getting up getting ready for the bus and noticing ice crystals floating on the water bucket. We took our baths in the kitchen in a galvanized tub...I had for many years a scar on my stomach about the size of a quarter where I got too close to the old pot bellied wood stove after a bath. Our water pump was outside, and there were times when the priming water can was tipped over, or was empty for some reason that I had to go to the creek to get priming water.

Our two-holer was just far enough from the house to make it a miserable trip on a Winter night.

 

[oosik]

I remember the first pizza I had. It was 1960 - the year I went to Seattle and started college at the University of WA. I doubt there is a pizza parlor in my home town - to this date.

 

[sixdogs]

When I was very young my father worked in an Italian fruit market and we got a lot of what others didn't buy. Since fruit then back then was in abundance with the seasons, and not every day of the year from every part of the world, we learn to eat in cycles. When a particular fruit was in season, we ate all we could hold while mom canned the rest because that was the last we would see of that fresh fruit for another year. Next week was something else in season. Nothing beats fruits when they are in season. Strawberries tasted like real strawberries.

Occasionally, bananas would show up and were highly regarded by kids...if you could get one.

 

[dmccarty]

I wonder the average age of people today that have never had popcorn (the original snack food) made with real butter...!

Funny thing is that I don't like butter on popcorn. :shocked: I make popcorn on the stove top by first putting in olive oil in the pan and then add a popcorn kernel or two. Once the test kernels pop, I put in more popcorn so that the kernels are covered in the oil. When I put the oil in the pan I also put some black pepper or maybe chili powder for flavoring. After the popcorn is cooked I put on just a bit of pickling salt. :licking::licking::licking:

Later,
Dan

 

[dmccarty]

Sentimental trip down memory lane for sure. I remember my grandmother's butter she churned herself. My mother's fried chicken that I have yet to duplicate. Bonanza on the black and white Zenith TV and Jiffy pop popcorn. Those were the days...

I made some popcorn in a pan last night and was thinking about Jiffy Pop popcorn. I remember eating it as a kid and I was wondering why my mom bought the stuff since it is so easy to make popcorn on the stove. My guess was Marketing. :laughing: Most likely I saw a Jiffy Pop commercial and nagged my mother to buy some. :laughing::laughing::laughing:

Later,
Dan

 

[/pine]

Funny thing is that I don't like butter on popcorn. :shocked: I make popcorn on the stove top by first putting in olive oil in the pan and then add a popcorn kernel or two. Once the test kernels pop, I put in more popcorn so that the kernels are covered in the oil. When I put the oil in the pan I also put some black pepper or maybe chili powder for flavoring. After the popcorn is cooked I put on just a bit of pickling salt. :licking::licking::licking:

Later,
Dan

The gist of my point was the use of "other" products that "taste" like butter...the stuff they use in theaters starts off in powdered form...!
I love the taste of olive oil but there are issues with getting it too hot...


"thinking about Jiffy Pop...

 

[dmccarty]

In 1965 pizza came to our house from Chef Boyardee in a DIY box. Mix and roll out the dough, poor on a can of red stuff and sprinkle on a package of yellow stuff, bake for 20 minutes and eat.
...

Gracious. I do remember that pizza in a box. That stuff was AWFUL! But as my wife said, when you have not had "real" pizza because there is no pizza place in town. Pizza out of the box is pretty danged good when you just don't know what the stuff is supposed to taste like. :laughing::laughing::laughing:

Anyone remember Chung King "Chinese" food out of a can? YUCK! :confused2:

Later,
Dan