Don’t know about the rest of you – but I am still eating what I want to eat.  Did you every think the government control would get to the extent that they would be telling you what to eat?  Doesn’t the government realize that different cultures eat different foods?  It just shows to go you – that they are just very mixed up people.  Early on, my doctor always told me to eat what I wanted to eat and then my body’s system would tell me whether it agreed with me.  And if it didn’t agree with you – don’t eat it.  His end statement was “whatever you eat, eat in moderation.”  In other words, don’t over eat.  The other food thing he always stressed was to “eat five different fruits each day.”  Just a little of each fruit.

November 5, 2015

Do you remember these? EATING IN THE FIFTIES.

Pasta had not been invented. It was macaroni or spaghetti.

Curry was a surname.

A take-away was a mathematical problem.

Pizza? Sounds like a leaning tower somewhere.

Bananas and oranges only appeared at Christmas time.

All chips were plain.

Rice was a milk pudding, and never, ever part of our dinner.

A Big Mac was what we wore when it was raining.

Brown bread was something only poor people ate.

Oil was for lubricating, fat was for cooking.

Tea was made in a teapot using tea leaves and never green.

Cubed sugar was regarded as posh.

Chickens didn’t have fingers in those days.

None of us had ever heard of yogurt.

Healthy food consisted of anything edible.

Cooking outside was called camping.

Seaweed was not a recognized food.

‘Kebab’ was not even a word, never mind a food.

Sugar enjoyed a good press in those days, and was regarded as being white gold.

Prunes were medicinal.

Surprisingly muesli was readily available. It was called cattle feed.

Pineapples came in chunks in a tin; we had only ever seen a picture of a real one.

Water came out of the tap. If someone had suggested bottling it and
charging more than gasoline for, it they would have become a laughing
stock.

The one thing that we never ever had on at our table in the fifties was elbows, hats and cell phones!

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