typical weekly menus in 1960

emilyt

caledoniaquine wrote: »

Im 31 and up until a few minutes ago when I googled it I also thought tripe was fish :rotfl:

Glad it wasn't just me then.

Valli

mary43 wrote: »

I first got married in 1962 and more or less followed on from my Mum
Sunday -Roast Beef
Monday -leftover beef minced for Shepherds Pie or diced for beef pudding
Tuesday -Beef stew (veg included) and dumplings
Wednesday - remains of beef stew made into a pie
Thursday - Onion roll made from suet pastry with veg (getting hard up by now)
Friday - Fish and chips from the chip shop (hubby had been paid !!!)
Saturday -Egg and chips

It did vary some weeks depending on the price of meat plus my somewhat feeble attempts to do things with liver, rolled and stuffed beef -did't much like that -bit too fatty.

I did make my own biscuits and even made my own bread (no breadmaker) when there was a bread strike.

Snacks/sandwiches were potted beef, jam (grandma made loads) and dripping..............lovely stuff.
Dont seem to remember us having many puddings unless gran gave us fruit for pies and crumbles.

So I'm guessing you married young - 19?
OMG tripe - hated it - but ate it or went without.
and another abiding food memory! Selection boxes (cadbury only then I thin)k always contained a bar (a bit) like a Kit Kat called a Bar 6. Disliked it but ate is as had no other chocolate left.

Kids today - they don't know they're born :rotfl:

Hollyberry

What a fabulous thread - it's bringing back so many memories. I was but a tiny Hollyberry in the 60s, and my nan was in charge of the kitchen. Dad was ill, and Mum was at work. Nan had run a school kitchen, then the police canteen, and there wasn't much she couldn't achieve on a smaller scale. I don't remember meals on particular days, but Nan was responsible for several things both my mum and I still cook today, including hotpot, and a big soup with about 10-a-day in it.

Nan loved her vegetable garden, and we always had a good stock of fruit put by in kilner jars in the pantry - glowing reds and green from gooseberries, raspberries, rhubarb and currants of all colours. The dog came to understand not to try to sneak things from the gooseberry bush, although he did once plead guilty to a clean sweep of plates following roast beef on a Sunday.

Mum had less time to cook; she worked about 20 miles away, which was quite exotic in those days. I used to meet her from the bus in time for Ask the Family, which always seemed to be accompanied by jacket potatoes and cheese. Mum was more interested in trying new things; she was thoroughly ticked off by the health visitor for using Vesta curry to get me onto solids. We were keen on the Vesta beef risotto, but the chop suey was too gluey.

Before I went to school, my nan used to take me to the local market town on Wednesday (bus company said no to any days other than Wednesday or Saturday - bless...) for fish and chips after we had done the shopping. When I got older, Nan would bring home my copy of Sounds or Melody Maker (she must have seemed the trendiest Nan in rural Devon) along with a neon confection known as a Kunzle cake. I think those calories are still on my hips...

Raksha

Kunzle cakes - yum!

Bar 6 - blurgh........

bellaquidsin

I was still at home with my parents in the early sixties. Here are some of the meals my mum cooked then.

Sunday Roast beef or lamb with vegetables followed by apple pie
Monday Cold roast meat with jacket potatoes and beetroot.
Tuesday Shallow fried fish with potatoes peas, carrots and parsley sauce.
Wednesday Beef Stew, and yorkshire pudding.
Thursday Irish stew (neck of lamb cooked with thinly sliced potatoes on the top. She cooked this alongside the beef stew on Wednesday then let it go cold and skimmed the fat off before reheating.
Friday Sausage and mash or liver and bacon.
Saturday Beans or mushrooms on toast.

These dinners were usually followed by a pudding of some sort i.e. ground rice, rice, sago, rhubarb and custard or something made with pastry after the weekend bake.

I married in the late sixties and more or less followed suit but nowadays there's less meat on the menu and more stretching going on. Although my parents were by no means wealthy, we did eat very well or at least had a good dinner. Breakfast was cornflakes or porridge and lunch (packed for me in those days) was a sandwich of either cheese, egg, potted meat (a Sheffield speciality) or polony.

We didn't eat much in the way of salad and certainly not out of season except at Christmas and New Year and the fruit bowl was just that, one bowl per week containing a selection of apples oranges and bananas which by no means provided us with five a day.

Bella.

tattoed_bum

i was a child of the 70,s and the things we used to have were

sunday morning was always eggy bread ( i still love this )
dinner was always served at 4pm on a sunday as my dad worked until 3 and it was either chicken with the mushed veg or steak pie mash and boiled peas ,

supper was toast with hot milk in the summer and hot chocolate in the winter
snacks were jam sandwiches or rhubarb with a little bag of sugar to dip it into
butterscotch angel delight or baked rice pud for afters or custard and jam sponge

on a saturday it was washing day i used to love the smell that used to come from the twin tub draining into the sink

and the best bit was a sunday night after we had all been bathed and bonecombed there was 4 of us kids .
mum and dad would treat us from the ice cream van that came round we were allowed a packet of crisps and a sweety each my favourite was a packet of cheese savoury straws and a small pack of galaxy counters

foreign_correspondent

emilyt wrote: »

LOL My Dh was eating a tongue sandwich at his mums house about 15 years ago now. He asked his mum what it actually was. Took a lot of convincing that it was a cows tongue. He went a very pale shade of white and started heaving. :eek: . Well what the heck did he think it was :rotfl: :rotfl:

ha ha - I had exactly the same experience - I loved tongue sarnies whe I was a kid - it was a real favourite - until I realised/found out it was an 'actual' tongue...yuk, have never been able to face it since, which is daft really, cos it was tasty!!

I have no idea what I thought it was, I think I just assumed it was a different word that sounded the same, like styling 'tongs' or coal tongs!!!

carlsberggal

When we were kids on a tuesday my Mum would play golf so she always put something in the oven on the timer. It was basically stewing meat with stock but with 3 variations so Mum called them by different things:

Casserole - stewing meat, stock, onions and carrot
Hotpot - stewing meat, stock, onion, carrot and potato
Stew - all of the above but with swede

Didn't matter whether it was summer of winter we had it every Tuesday!! We were really ungrateful little so and so's and would of preferred fish fingers and chips or egg and chips

Aril

Pork dripping on toast with salt sprinkled over. To die for in every sense of the word!!
Aril

WEEGIE

Valli wrote: »

So I'm guessing you married young - 19?
OMG tripe - hated it - but ate it or went without.
and another abiding food memory! Selection boxes (cadbury only then I thin)k always contained a bar (a bit) like a Kit Kat called a Bar 6. Disliked it but ate is as had no other chocolate left.

Kids today - they don't know they're born :rotfl:

Bar 6, I liked that, does anyone remember Mint Cracknel, MB Bars, Ice Breaker or Mintola? You are right, kids don't know they are born.