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SephieG Trainee Chef


Joined: 13 Jul 2007 Posts: 66
Location: Plymouth
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Posted: Sun Jan 04, 2009 7:42 pm Post subject: Re: Meal time rules when you were a kid |
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What rules did you have as a child, or did you make for your children? |
I was born in the mid 50s and we always had to eat bread and butter with our meals. We were not well off, but at least we had butter rather than lard. The idea was that if you filled up on bread, you'd eat less other stuff, especially meat, and the leftovers would be the main part of the following day's meal.
We were never allowed to 'play' with our food and mealtime conversation was discouraged - hence, I hate dinner parties and cannot socialise over meals. I'm such a slow eater, if I stop to talk, everyone else ends up waiting for me, and the food's gone stone cold anyway. Out of politeness, I have to pretend I've finished and always go home hungry, as I can't justify having pudding/sweet, having left so much of the main course.
I don't recall ever being made to eat anything at home (different story with the sadistic dinner ladies at primary school though) They'd encourage kids eat their own vomit if it went on their plates instead of the floor.
They'd virtually force feed us. I remember when I was about 6, being made to eat cold, slimy hard-boiled eggs, gagging all the time, and the cabbage was indescribably stinky and horrible.
There was a neglected child in my class who was grubby, full of nits and dressed in rags and no-one wanted to be his friend - but he was always hungry. No-one wanted to sit near him at lunch time, but he hoovered up all the vileness that was dispensed on my plate, and I still pray thanks for his well-being wherever he is now. (and I only got nits the once!)
Anyway - that's another story |
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Nannyp Moderator


Joined: 29 Apr 2007 Posts: 1405
Location: Vienne, France
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Posted: Sun Jan 04, 2009 8:00 pm Post subject: |
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I too was born, in 1955...I remember some gruesome school meals, but eating at home wasn't so bad. There didn't seem to be enough, as I recall....I am convinced my mum had no idea (post rationing) how much a normal serving was  _________________ http://positivechange.myfreeforum.org/index.php
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Davbro Demi Chef


Joined: 15 Aug 2007 Posts: 211
Location: South Wales
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Posted: Sun Jan 04, 2009 8:14 pm Post subject: |
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I was born in the 1940's and had school meals all my school life, the odd thing was I enjoyed them mostly especially when I became a table monitor and could serve mine first.  |
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Nannyp Moderator


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SephieG Trainee Chef


Joined: 13 Jul 2007 Posts: 66
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Posted: Fri Jan 16, 2009 11:41 pm Post subject: |
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At some time, in later primary years, I was a table monitor too, but that only meant you had to stack the plates and sit with them in front of you for what seemed like ages, and if there were any meagre leftovers, you were responsible for not making your table-mates eat up.
I do remember Rosie, who put her justifiably vilified smoked haddock in her pocket, to avoid the inquisition, and was only discovered by her horrified mother on the next wash day (which was at least a week away). |
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Sylvia Newbie

Joined: 07 Oct 2008 Posts: 16
Location: Haute Vienne, France
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Posted: Sat Jan 17, 2009 7:21 am Post subject: |
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I'm also a 1940's child and went to a tiny village primary and junior school, the school dinners were, as I remember delicious. The one thing I did hate was, in the winter they use to put the school milk around the big pot bellied stove, ugh, warm milk, to this day I can only drink ice cold milk.
At home we had to eat everything on our plate and had to sit there until it was eaten, as no one was allowed to leave the table until everyone had finished you can imagine the stick the culprit got.
We were quite luck as we had an American camp set up in one of our fields and we used to supply them with fresh, which they paid for, but they also used to give us bars of chocolate, oranges and bananas. 
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