This is exactly how I was reared

 

EATING IN THE UK IN THE FIFTIES

  Pasta had not yet come to Britain.
  Curry was an unknown entity.
   Olive oil was kept in the medicine cabinet.
    Spices came from the Middle East where we believed that they were used
for embalming
    Herbs were used to make rather dodgy medicine.
    A takeaway was a mathematical problem.
    A pizza was something to do with a leaning tower.
    Bananas and oranges only appeared at Christmas time.
    The only vegetables known to us were spuds, peas, runner beans,
carrots, swede, parsnips, sprouts and cabbage; anything else was regarded as being a bit suspicious.
   All crisps were plain; the only choice we had was whether to put the
salt on or not.
    Condiments consisted of salt, pepper, vinegar - and tomato or HP brown
sauce if we were lucky.
    Soft drinks were called pop.
    Coke was something that we mixed with coal to make it last longer.
    A Chinese chippy was a foreign carpenter.
    Rice was a milk pudding, and never, ever part of our dinner.
    A Big Mac was what we wore when it was raining.
    A microwave was something out of a science fiction movie.
    Brown bread was something only poor people ate.
    Oil was for lubricating your bike not for cooking, fat was for cooking
   Bread, butter and jam was a treat; it was either bread and butter, or
bread and jam.
    Tea was made in a teapot using tea leaves, not bags.
    The tea cosy was the forerunner of all the energy saving devices that
we hear so much about today.
    Tea had only one colour, black. Green tea was not British.
    Coffee was only drunk when we had no tea….. and then it was Camp, and
came in a bottle.
Cubed sugar was regarded as posh.
   Figs and dates appeared every Christmas.
   Coconuts only appeared when the fair came to town.
    Salad cream was a dressing for salads, mayonnaise did not exist.
    Hors d'oeuvre was a spelling mistake.
      The menu consisted of what we were given, and was set in stone.
    Only Heinz made beans, there were no others.
    Leftovers went in the dog, never in the bin.
    Special food for dogs and cats was rare.
    Sauce was either brown or red.
.  Mustard was only yellow and English.
    Fish was only eaten on Fridays.
    Fish and chips was always wrapped in old newspapers, and definitely
tasted better that way. We were not allowed to eat them in the street.
    Frozen food was called ice cream.
    Nothing ever went off in the fridge because we never had one.
    None of us had ever heard of yoghurt.
   Jelly and blancmange were usually party food.
    Healthy food had to have the ability to stick to your ribs.
    Indian restaurants were only found in India .
    Cheese was usually Cheddar.
    A bun was a small cake that your Mum made in the oven.
    Eating out was called a picnic.
   Cooking outside was called camping.
    Eggs only came fried or boiled.
   Hot cross buns were only eaten at Easter time.
    Pancakes were only eaten on Shrove Tuesday – and on that day it was
compulsory.
    Cornflakes had just arrived from America.
    We bought milk and cream at the same time in the same bottle.
    Sugar enjoyed a good press in those days, and was regarded as being
white gold.
    Prunes were purely medicinal.
    Surprisingly muesli was readily available in those days, it was called
cattle feed.
    Turkeys were definitely seasonal.
    Pineapples came in chunks in a tin; we had only ever seen a picture of
a real one.
    We didn't eat Croissants in those days because we couldn't pronounce
them, we couldn't spell them and we didn't know what they were.
    Garlic was used to ward off vampires, but never used to flavour bread.
    Water came out of the tap, if someone had suggested bottling it and
charging treble for it they would have become a laughing stock.
    Food hygiene was only about washing your hands before meals.
    Campylobacter, Salmonella, E.coli, Listeria, and Botulism were all
called "food poisoning."

However, the one thing that we never ever had on our table in the fifties ….
ELBOWS!!!