Anonymous wrote:Twinkies
Personal pan cheese Pizza Hut
French Toast sticks
Bowl of cereal on Saturday morning watching cartoons
Caprisun juice

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None of these foods I eat today, too many chemicals. I hope RFK, Jr. can fix this issue. The European and Asian markets do not have these chemicals in their version of American foods

A girl can dream.

Anonymous wrote:Twinkies
Personal pan cheese Pizza Hut
French Toast sticks
Bowl of cereal on Saturday morning watching cartoons
Caprisun juice

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None of these foods I eat today, too many chemicals. I hope RFK, Jr. can fix this issue. The European and Asian markets do not have these chemicals in their version of American foods

Twinkies were a special treat at friends’ houses. My mom didn’t buy them. When I was 17, I hadn’t had Twinkies in years, so I bought myself a box. I couldn’t believe how awful they were. I threw them all out. I don’t know why they didn’t taste terrible to me as a little kid.

I remember getting into an argument with my mom because she wouldn’t buy sugary cereals (we only got plain Cheerios, plain oatmeal with a touch of syrup) and we went to her sister’s house, and my aunt had all kinds of sugary cereals for my cousins, but I still couldn’t talk my mom into buying them.

One junk food my mom did buy was bologna. I ate many a bologna sandwich as a kid, especially fried bologna. It’s been decades. I don’t think I’ll try it again.

Twinkies
Personal pan cheese Pizza Hut
French Toast sticks
Bowl of cereal on Saturday morning watching cartoons
Caprisun juice

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None of these foods I eat today, too many chemicals. I hope RFK, Jr. can fix this issue. The European and Asian markets do not have these chemicals in their version of American foods

My grandma raised sweet corn and raspberries to sell. They lived near a lake with a lot of lake cabins, so those were her customers. She canned raspberries to serve as "sauce" (i.e. served by itself, not as a sauce on other things) and also on ice cream. She served ice cream the old fashioned way--soften a pint carton a bit and slice off servings. My parents lived where wild berries were prolific--many summer days spent picking strawberries, raspberries, blueberries. A lot of homemade wild berry jam. My brothers would catch panfish a 5 minute bike ride from our house, so we had fresh fried perch or sunfish and fresh wild berries for supper many a summer night.

My grandma’s homemade jellies and pies.

Anything my dad cooked on the grill. He had the magic touch. Nothing was ever dried out or charred beyond recognition or undercooked. Perfectly cooked meat, dripping with juices, every time. Credit to my mom for seasoning everything well.

Cucumber salad made with cucumbers from our garden. I wish I’d liked tomatoes because we always had so many, but I’ve never developed a taste for raw tomato. We ate plenty of zucchini in savory dishes, but we looked forward to zucchini bread every summer.

I remember making chicken and biscuits with my mom as a little kid. I loved cutting the biscuits out of the dough. Once we found out my brother is allergic to chicken, turkey and duck, our poultry consumption plummeted. I don’t think my mom has made chicken and biscuits since I was I was in elementary school.

When I was a kid, my dad introduced me to reuben sandwiches. Once or twice a year, he’d make them for dinner. We lived in a small town in the Midwest where there were no restaurants that served them. I have no idea how he knew about them. Years later, when I was 20 weeks pregnant with my twins, I met up with my parents in NYC and we grabbed a quick bite. I can’t remember what I ordered, but my dad got a reuben and it looked sooo good. I have never experienced such intense order envy as I did at that meal.

Anonymous wrote:fresh strawberries
fresh milk
boiled, mashed, and roasted potatoes
roasted pork
fried eggs
root vegetables stews
goulash
black currant jam
fresh white bread
pancakes
herring
oatmeal
butter with everything
everything pickled
cucumbers, tomatoes
cabbage/sourkraut
different sausages, ham, smoked fish
meat, carrot/cabbage, and jam turnovers
potato salad
beets

You obviously were not an 80s-90s child in the US (or with American parents)

DP. You obviously don't know what it was like to be a German-American child in the Midwest, or the variety of experiences in the US. It may not have been the most common experience, but it certainly was not rare there.

The above was very familiar. Also thin sliced pumpernickel bread with fresh grilled sardines, and homemade dumplings with chicken from our backyard, and apple strudel with our own apples. And all those pickles, and potatoes in warm vinaigrette, and sauerkraut from the giant ceramic jars in the cold cellar.

Anonymous wrote:Boomer mother's home cooking (Spanish and German heritages)
Arroz con pollo
Spareribs, sauerkraut and dumplings
Liver and onions
Hot German potato salad
Angel food cake
Baked Alaska
Pineapple upside down cake
Baking powder drop biscuits
Pot roast yes ketchup

None of this is Spanish.

Anonymous wrote:We ate so many pudding pops in the summer.

Jello pudding pops with the thin shell of clear ice over the outside, so delicate that you could flake it off with your teeth.

Anonymous wrote:Drive thru Dairy Store half gallons of ice cream in exotic flavors like black walnut, pumpkin, mint choc chip.
Getting the burger at Biff Burger and going across the street to McDonald's for the fries.
My first Whopper with Cheese when the Burger King opened.
KFC when it had original recipe only and mashed potatoes and gravy.
Yes I am a Boomer.

Ooooh, I have not had black walnut ice cream in many years!

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:Peas with those little pearl onions. I can't find them anymore. They were still in the stores a few years ago, both frozen and canned, but seem to have gone the way of the dodo now...

You can buy those frozen at Wegmans.

Will be looking at Wegmans tomorrow!

Anonymous wrote:iceberg lettuce with oil and red wine vinegar
"city chicken" on a stick (I think it was actually pork?)
homemade mac n cheese with Velveeta
spaghetti made with" institutional" sauce from the dented can give away
unpasteurized milk from a nearby farm
ice milk from the dairy store (sort of like ice cream)
marinated cauliflower
canned spinach (ugh)
Mrs. Weiss noodle soup (unbearably salty)
Pepsi and lays potato chips on Sunday
"Garbage" dip

What is in this?

Anonymous wrote:We lived in a small town far away from anything. There was one medium sized grocery store. My parents fished and hunted and had a vegetable garden. Processed food was really expensive and considered a luxury, but we did have a lot of canned vegetables. When my dad traveled for work, he'd bring McDonalds happy meals home for us from the nearest "big town" three hours away. We were so excited when the first McD's opened in our town, I was 12 and it was such a big deal to go get a milkshake with friends after school.

Anyway, the foods that I associate with childhood are:
Fresh fish, roasted whole, with canned green beans
Venison burgers
Breaded and pan-fried pork chops
Broccoli with some kind of cheese sauce
Tang
Canned butter (it came in a shelf stable can and you could leave it in the cupboard for years)
Fresh baked bread
Rhubarb from the garden
Apple pie (my mom was an excellent baker)

+1

My mother always served broccoli with cheese sauce. And cauliflower came with browned butter.

My grandma made me fried eggs, oatmeal, and toast almost every morning. Those are the foods I most associate with childhood.

Boomer mother's home cooking (Spanish and German heritages)
Arroz con pollo
Spareribs, sauerkraut and dumplings
Liver and onions
Hot German potato salad
Angel food cake
Baked Alaska
Pineapple upside down cake
Baking powder drop biscuits
Pot roast yes ketchup

Drive thru Dairy Store half gallons of ice cream in exotic flavors like black walnut, pumpkin, mint choc chip.
Getting the burger at Biff Burger and going across the street to McDonald's for the fries.
My first Whopper with Cheese when the Burger King opened.
KFC when it had original recipe only and mashed potatoes and gravy.
Yes I am a Boomer.