Broken Promise

I promised that I would refrain from constantly writing about advancing age and all its trials and tribulations. So far I think I’ve done a pretty good job at keeping my promise by avoiding the usual complaints we seniors have. Unfortunately I am constantly receiving emails reminding me of what it was like in the “old” days.  I hesitate passing these on because I might fall victim to my old habit of discussing the deterioration of my own aging body, but the other day a dear friend of mine emailed me something that I really thought was not only cute, but very true.  Many of you already know that I love to cook and am also very fond of eating. When the title of his email was “eating in the fifties” I not only just had to read it, loved it, and was compelled to pass it on to you folks.

EATING IN THE FIFTIES

Pasta had not been invented. It was macaroni or spaghetti.

Curry was a surname.  Taco? Never saw one till I was 15.
All chips were plain.
Oil was for lubricating, fat was for cooking.

Tea was made in a teapot using tea leaves and never green.
 Cubed sugar was regarded as posh.
Chickens didn't have fingers in those days.
None of us had ever heard of yogurt.
Healthy food consisted of anything edible!
Cooking outside was called camping.
Seaweed was not a recognized food.

 'Kebab' was not even a word, never mind a food.
 Sugar enjoyed a good press in those days, and was regarded as being white gold.
Prunes were medicinal and stewed.
Surprisingly Muesli was readily available. It was called cattle feed.
Pineapples came in chunks or were round with a hole in the middle, in a tin; we had only ever seen a picture of a real one.
Water came out of the tap. If someone had suggested bottling it and charging more than gasoline for it, they would have become a laughing stock.
There were three things that we never ever had on/at our table in the fifties .. elbows, hats and cell phones!
........and there was always two choices for each meal... 

"Take it" or Leave it”

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