I had cheese and crackers for lunch today, I was busy as hell and needed something besides coffee in my guts. For some reason the simple repast sparked a weird memory trip. As I ate a lot of images from specific moments in my childhood came to mind.
When I was a kid and my mother had to work past when I got home from school, I would go to my grandparents place. I would sit down to watch Inspector Gadget, and Video Hits, or whatever was on, and my Granny would bring me a plate of cheese and crackers, sometimes with some sliced home made dill pickles. Yum.
There is a powerful connection between food and memory, so please post about any foods that remind you of being a kid, and why they trigger those memories.
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Remember sitting by the river in Richmond, London after a meal at a pub with all my family. The last time we were all together.
Edit - Cheese and crackers also do it for me. Maybe with the odd slice of apple
This isn't completely relevant, but when I was little, they made Pokemon cereal which was awesome. It was basically Lucky Charms but with pokemon marshmallows, and it was the most epic thing I have ever eaten. They stopped making it after a month or so, and I've actually been gutted ever since
You are such a sweetheart, Fatty.
Not to stray too far off topic but that reminds me of a lunch I used to get at a joint in Las Vegas called the British Bulldog Pub. It was owned and operated by twin brothers from England and was one of the few bars n Vegas that did not have gambling machines built into the bar top.
They had a item on the lunch menu called "The Ploughmans Lunch". It consisted of a fresh baked hard roll, 3 or 4 slices of cured ham, an assortment of 5 or six strong cheeses (you know the kinds with the mold on it the actual types of cheese vaired day by day), a serving of mincemeat, a pickled onion, and bog whole pickle.
As far as comfort foods from childhood I fondly recall a grilled cheese sandwich with a hot bowl of cream of tomato soup full of sea shell macaroni the my mother would often make for lunch on a cold winters day. I still like to eat this on a cold day especially after removing a couple of feet of snow from my property.
I used to eat that right after school on Fridays while watching Arthur on PBS.
That is exactly it. Good British (especially English) food is what is in season and what has been preserved well. It is about honest food - this is what it is - and about food that has been preserved well. I make my own bacon and when I preserve it, it is brick hard - I know I can eat it after a year of hanging, god knows it might still be fine after 25 years.
I get my beef, chicken, and pork from they guy 3 lots up the road from me. I get most of my veggies from the Amish farms around me excpet during the winter months. The store bought food is all the junk and snacks I am addicted to LOL.
Also, eggs sunny side up with some toast. My grandma made it for me all the time when I was younger and for some reason it always reminds me of sitting at her kitchen table eating it. I have eggs and toast almost every morning and I still get the same warm feeling inside when I dip my bread in the yolk.
Grew up on it as a kid. Aside from my out of country stint, I would come down once a year and help him, and take some shit home for my girlfriend and myself.
Know your butcher/meat cutter- they'll treat you well. I've yet to find a local butcher that's worth a shit. My little bro has a good guy and I'm jealous.
Don't be too descriptive there, you almost reminded me of soup.
Last, but not least, squid cocktail.
Specifically vegitable soup. Her house smelled like that and moth balls and a feint paper mill smell. I just brought a bunch of veg soup home from work because we stopped selling it. Seems like I'll be thinking about death more often.
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Another one is garlic bread from the school canteen. The kind were it was mainly butter and just a faint smell of garlic. They were 10c a slice and they always ran out in ten minutes. The entire school would bolt down to the canteen, plenty of people fell on the way, some were pushed. They had to stop selling them when too many kids got hurt.
Our canteen lady was a racist, she would make sure all the white kids got what they wanted before any of the foreigners.
Droe wors and Biltong? I have been around a bit, but South African foods are pretty much a mystery to me. I love cured meat though, so either looks pretty damn good. Your hummus method was excellent, but how about posting something like Biltong? If you post something really uniquely South African, I(or someone else) will publish it to the Articles, and it could really help totse by drawing hits on search engines.
Hot pudding, cold custard. Giggidy! Thanks for reminding me, I am going to steam some fig and raisin pudding tomorrow and have it with nice cold custard.
Another one of my childhood favorites comes to mind, and I am going to go to the cheap shit store tomorrow to get the gear to make it; Jello mutherfuvkin pudding pops.
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Always loved Hummus. Never knew any Jews or Islamic's until I met my fiance'. That jew bitch, and that stupidass Oil/Religion war(I'm an atheist.). Don't care. I will dominate those poor bastards again for more REAL tasting hummus... And smokes. Goddamnit. GODDAMNIT. MORE FOR REAL HUMMUS/SMOKES:o
We alllllll know rice is the goddamn staple of human existence. That's not original, you stud fuckers.
Speaking of Jews, I read recently that Israelis consume on average, 2x as much hummus as Arabs.