Scoop's Titbits post sent me straight back to my parent's house in the Seventies and for some reason I got to thinking about what we ate back then. Some was delicious and some completely gross!
Breakfast:
- Toast Toppers - slimy mush of meat and beige material of unknown origin. Oddly I loved it!
- Pop Tarts - not Pan's People, these were toastable flat oblongs full of fruit or chocolate. Delicious!
- Rise and Shine - powdered orange drink straight from the chemistry lab. Tasted like medicine. Yuk!
- Ready Brek - central heating for kids. One of my all time fave foodstuffs and one I'd take to Mars. Yum!
- Puffa Puffa Rice - the world's greatest cereal. When it was discontinued the Dark Ages began again.
- Egg bread - slices of white bread dipped in battered eggs and fried. Fried bread wearing sunglasses. Super soldier.Yes!
Lunch/ Dinner:
- Big Soup - man-sized chunks of muscle in ectoplasm. Big Gloop is a better name. Still available in petrol stations and other man stores.
- Luncheon Meat - actually constructed for lunchtimes. Pale pressed flesh. Peek Frean, Fray Bentos and Spam became popular forenames as a result. Fry the whole slab and voila, Sunday roast!
- Crispy Pancakes - another of my faves. Like little sand dunes stuffed with a white hot plasma of goodness. Breadcrumbs for teenagers.
Tea:
- Vesta Chow Mein/ Chop Suey/ Beef Curry and Paella. The dried food of the Gods and all that would ever be needed for inter-galactic travel. Frying the Chow Mein crispy noodles was character building.
- Lobster Bisque Canned Soup - utterly disgusting fishy fluid from the soup top-shelf for adults only. Only ever tried once by anyone. Try to go to a happy place straight after if you can!
- Brains Faggots - easily the best name for a foodstuff ever. Delicious meat balls made of brains and sticks.
- Rissoles - a distant cousin of the burger and utterly scrumptious. There would have been Rissole King if it weren't for an unfortunate similarity to the word ar*ehole!
- Marrowfat peas - peas made in a petri dish. Pumped with growth hormones. Never mess with a marrowfat. Shed their skins every two hours.
- Coronation chicken - the saddest excuse for a curry ever created. Bread laughed when spread with this sh*te.
- Irish Stew - everything a young man needed in a can. Big Soup grown up. My bro called it the medicine!
- Tripe and Pickled Onions - My dad's fave and what he'll be scoffing in Heaven right now! Like Kidneys, deviled or otherwise, Offal.
- Liver Butties - guts of the Gods. The greatest sandwich of all time. Northern caviar. Organ soul.
- Glasswort - pickled seaweed from the Lancashire coast. Aka samphire. A taste of the Ocean floor.
- Finny Haddock - jaundiced slab served with aneamic spuds. Aka yellow fish. Punishment on Fridays. Not to be confused with Fanny Craddock, pioneering TV cook who wore scary red lipstick.
Supper:
- Bread and milk - buttered slices of white bread boiled in milk and doused in sugar. Ambrosia. 'Nuff said. Nothing else for Supper required.
Puddings:
- Instant Whip - fruit flavoured space blancmange - the best milk pudding since Mars Bonfire. To die for.
- Arctic Roll - a golden sponge tube lined with jam and filled with vanilla ice cream. Made tubes interesting forever.
Posh food served in Pubs:
- Chicken in a basket - fried chicken and chips served in a plastic basket. KFC couldn't fail after this!
- Ploughman's Lunch - bread, cheese and Branston pickle. Never ever saw a single ploughman in a pub.
Posh food served in Bistros [a small posh evening cafe that served Mateus wine from baskets]:
- Cock au Van - chicken in a van.
- Chicken Chasseur - chicken in a chasseur,
- Beef Bourguignon - beef in a bourguignon.
- Duck a l'Orange - duck in an orange. The bill would often make you choke.
Ah, those were the days! What old foodstuffs do you recall readers?