"Dee Randall" > wrote in message
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> > wrote in message
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>> Dee Randall wrote:
>> Mmmmmm....roasted chicken thighs
>>> > with crispy skin are heaven!
>>> >
>>> > Sandy
>>>
>>> Hi, Sandy, you can have mine. It's all white meat for me. Crispy fatty
>>> skin? No way. I always marvel at different tastes in food.
>>>
>>> Dee Dee
>>
>> Yes, I marvel at it too, appreciate it for what it's worth, and wish
>> more people had the manners to accept the fact that we all have
>> different tastes rather than scream, "YUCK!!". Really, a lot of what
>> we know to be our comfort foods are foods that were fed to us as
>> children...we had no control over the ingredients nor cooking methods,
>> but somehow felt the love put into it by our (insert loving caregiver
>> here) mother, grandmother, nana, pa-pa, etc. My mom used 1950s and
>> 1960s Betty Crocker and Pillsbury recipe books for many of her meals,
>> and while they are not at all sophisticated, and use "disgusting"
>> ingredients like canned cream-of-whatever soups, I still think about
>> them with a sense of comfort and happiness.
>>
>> Sandy
>
> This made me think about what I used to cook in the 50's and 60's. I
> CANNOT remember anything except: spaghetti, roast beef potatoes and gravy,
> macaroni goulash, liver and onions on Friday, meatloaf, deviled eggs,
> brownies, cottage cheese and peaches, open a can of green beans and peas.
> I don't recall buying anything frozen at all except Sara Lee's pecan
> coffee cake; all I remember buying 'in-a-box' was a pizza kit, and
> pillsbury biscuits in a can. I don't recall buying very many fresh
> vegetables until I moved to California in 1964.
>
> I'm thrilled I've lived so long as to experience some different foods.
> Dee Dee

I don't know why, but your choice of the word "thrilled" seems funny at the
moment. :-)