On Tue 24 Jun 2008 09:47:06a, George Shirley told us...

> l, not -l wrote:
>> On 24-Jun-2008, Nancy2 > wrote:
>>
>>> According to the NASCAR folks, fried bologna (baloney) is a Virginia
>>> thing. Is that right?
>>>
>>> N.
>>
>> As a child growing up in western Kentucky in the late-40s and
>> throughout the 50s, we often ate fried b'loney. Sometimes as a
>> sandwich (on white bread slathered with mayo), more often as a meal's
>> meat dish when times were lean (my dad was an autoworker and was laid
>> off often until he accrued quite a few years of service). Fried
>> baloney with eggs and toast for breakfast, fried baloney and mush for
>> lunch, pintos and buttered white bread for dinner. Heck, sometimes we
>> even had creamed strips of fried baloney on toast.
>>
> My Dad loved his baloney, had to be the type still in the sausage shape
> with the red cover. He would slice it thick. Favorite sandwich was a
> quarter inch slice of baloney, equal amount of white onion, black
> pepper, and the bread had to have mustard on it. Carried that or an
> olive loaf sandwich in his lunch bucket for 40 years. He also ate
> deviled ham and vienna sausage on a regular basis. the only thing he ate
> that I liked, and still like, was sardines on a cracker with a little
> mustard. Dad ate fried salt pork most mornings for breakfast, I could
> never stomach the stuff myself.
>

As a child growing up in the very late 40s thru the mid 50s, whenever we
would take road trips there were few places to stop for a meal on the old
narrow highways. My mother would always pack a box or basket with devilled
ham, vienna sausages, cheeses (often those little jars of Kraft), crackers,
cut up raw vegetables, and pieces of fruit. We always had a gallon thermos
jug of iced tea. We'd make short stops along the road for a bite, or even
eat while driving.

If we were gone for a week or two to visit relatives, the night we arrived
home there was little in the house to fix a meal. Mom would bake biscuits
and scramble eggs, sometimes slicing vienna sausages to be cooked in with
the eggs. If we had brought a country ham back with us, we'd often have
fried ham.

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Wayne Boatwright
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