Dinner in the 50’s


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

Curry was a surname.

take-away was a mathematical problem.

Pizza? Sounds like a leaning tower somewhere.

Bananas & oranges only appeared at Christmastime.

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 3 things that we never ever had on/at our table in the 50;s …were elbows, hats and cell phones!

4 thoughts on “Dinner in the 50’s

  1. The picture was our family, as well as the descriptions you wrote. We sometimes ate pinto beans and rice with cornbread when money was tight, as it was most of the time. It was milk or cool-aid. Good post.

  2. I grew up living just outside of Philadelphia PA. This picture could have been taken in our kitchen. Pizza was just beginning to be served in the big city but When I tried it I hated it it did not taste good to me. Mom was an excellent cook and baker and we ate good food everyday. We did not want for anything at the table. Mom knew how to stretch the buck and make meat go a lot farther than it should without any problem and still managed to make it taste great.
    Those were the good old days

  3. This was a trip down memory lane, we did know what yogurt was because a Turkish family stayed with us for several months, but I thought it tasted like clabber Thanks for this post. But the rest, is so familiar, posh sugar, imagine that!

  4. Your except we weren’t dressed up we were farmers and a lot of our meals were home grown we raised pigs and had country cured ham and fresh eggs no TV no telephone usually had neighbors over on weekends to fry fish or make oyster stew had a wonderful peaceful life when times were hard we had cornbread and fresh milk but it was good how did we go wrong so fast

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