General Chat

Yeah sure did, on top of whatever else was on my hands at the time. :-(

ZZzzz - Did you get the lovely grease and newspaper print on your fingers but didn't care anyway. ;-) ;-) ;-) :-D :-D :-D

GP

Yes GP I remember this fish and chip suppers, cheap Friday "takeaway" and no washing up, we ate it out of the paper and used our fingers ;-)

No, GP. That Kaiser nonsense changed all that :-( :-(

I can just remember fish and chips costing a shilling (3d for chips and 9d for fish).
Anybody beat that.

GP

Cadena cafe for wonderful meringues and eclairs.

Plenty of nostalgia in OP. What my grandma would have thought if she knew my favourite eateries are Japanese, Indian and Thai. Browns in Chester for high tea was height of spohistication (as was Howells in Cardiff). And sgod a slod (fish'nchips) was quite an exotic treat then. :-D ;-)

All so true GP
...... and Camp coffee was always best when baking coffee sponge cake :-D

Ann, "Kardoma?" Thought that was the name of a Dragon :-D :-D

don't forget the Kardomah = they always sold Kunzle cakes wrapped in cellophane

Oh ...I remember it well

:-D :-D

GP. The Nippies were quite tasty (and the food) :-D :-D

Hi Budgie - I think I would rather have a cup of tea with Mrs. Brown and Winnie.
:-D :-D ;-)

GP

The mention of Camp coffee made me smile.
I`m sitting here now with a mug of Coffee to which I have added a spoonful of ... Camp Coffee, he,he.
Got two full bottles on the pantry shelves, it still carries the same label on it has it did all those years ago.
I use it blended with ice cream to get a lovely coffee flavour. If you mix a couple of spoonfuls in ice cold milk for a cool drink in summer it tastes just like a mild Baileys....(Pssst... for BC, it doesn`t just after to be summer) :-D
I love the stuff, dId I mention using it in cupcakes and walnut cakes. :-)

You had to be somewhere a bit sophisticated for one of those.

They no longer exist, :-(

Has something there changed then?

Oh for the days of the "Lyons Corner Houses" :-D Quite Refined. ;-)

EATING IN THE UK IN THE FIFTIES

Pasta had not been invented.
Curry was a surname.
A takeaway was a mathematical problem.
A pizza was something to do with a leaning tower.
Bananas and oranges only appeared at Christmas time.
All crisps were plain; the only choice we had was whether to put the salt on or not.
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.
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.
Coffee was Camp, and came in a bottle.
Cubed sugar was regarded as posh.
Only Heinz made beans.
Fish didn't have fingers in those days.
Eating raw fish was called poverty, not sushi.
None of us had ever heard of yoghurt.
Healthy food consisted of anything edible.
People who didn't peel potatoes were regarded as lazy.
Indian restaurants were only found in India.
Cooking outside was called camping.
Seaweed was not a recognised 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 petrol for it they would have become a laughing stock.
The one thing that we never ever had on our table in the fifties.. was elbows!