Re: Eating in the uk in the fifties
I can remember my mother cooking plain suet dumplings in plain water, and serving them with a sauce made from jam heated up with some water. As it was real fresh suet, there always seemed to be a sticky outer layer which made this really cheap pud a delicious treat.Re: Eating in the uk in the fifties
I so agree with our Sue in Canada.Re: Eating in the uk in the fifties
I know this was not back in the 50's , in fact was in the mid 60's. I was in the W.R.A.C. in Guildford and was visiting friends in London for the week-end, two of us decided to go for a snack, into the Lyons corner house on Piccadilly (is that one or two 'c's spell checker will not allow either?). Anyway. At the time this establishment was on three floors, ground floor a typical 50'60's style coffee bar, stools at the counter, all chrome and Formica, serving 'froffy coffee' (before we had heard of cappuccino) and milk shakes etc., second floor was a restaurant, and top floor a really posh restaurant. Well we decided to try the middle floor. There on the menu were 'American style pancakes with maple syrup', oh wow, we thought, that sounds interesting. (Having only 'seen' these on tv and in films) so when the waitress arrived the both of us asked for these pancakes. We were flumoxed when asked if we wanted bacon or sausage with them? Bacon? sausage? with pancakes and syrup? You're having a laugh we thought. But rather than look dumb, she asked for sausages and I asked for the bacon.Re: Eating in the uk in the fifties
Had a really good chuckle at those Uncle Joe - this one 'However, the one thing that we never ever had on our table in the fifties …. ELBOWS' reminded me of my Nan: at mealtimes, if we put our elbows on the table, she would scrape the carving knife over the stone thing whilst saying 'all joints on the table will be carved'Re: Eating in the uk in the fifties
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