Grandma's Tuna Casseroles and Jello Salad
 

An article at Bloomberg titled, The Economics Behind Grandma's Tuna Casseroles, I found to be a good explanation of why your parents ate what their parents ate, and they ate what their parents ate. Economics and availability are key. She also explains why she likes jello salads. :haha:

That makes sense, in a weird way ...


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I have to admit I avidly read articles where people have tried to recreate the bizarre recipes of the 40s and 50s. And I genuinely laugh out loud. Not quietly either. I start off shaking silently with mirth and then end up snorting and crying with laughter. It probably helps that many of them are on cracked.com (sorry, cheating on you again)

But the point I wanted to make was that the food we ate in the 70s as a working class household, is not dissimilar to the food middle class parents try to stuff into their children now. No fast food. Nothing frozen. Offal and stewed meat. LOTS of vegetables and everything bought fresh, locally.

Okay there was probably a bit more lard and a bit less basil knocking about. And yes, it was pretty bland. But hey - we had exciting carpets and wallpaper, so you couldn't overload the excitment.

I can't tell if this is a Brit/American cultural divide, or a misconception of what middle class families today feed their children.

For American middle class families, it's practically nothing but frozen and fast food. Even families that cook real meals for the adults are likely to heat up some chicken nuggets or boxed mac-n-cheese for the kids to eat separately. They might cook something as fancy as spaghetti, or a casserole, or a stir-fry with rice for everyone to share, but you can absolutely rest assured that the vegetables will be frozen and minimal, if at all.

Yeah, fresh veggies, unless you grew them, or a neighbor/cow orker foisted them on you...

Wull, all the supermarkets I shop in have fresh vegetables sections

They do now, but Katkeeper didn't always have that luxury at a reasonable price. Since you do, does that mean you prepare fresh veggies each day. How about days you just got home from work and have to be in the orchestra pit in an hour?
Saying I cooked xyz just the other day ain't the same, it's regularly/usually/normally that has surrendered to convenience/time constraints.
Think of the schedule monster has been relating the last few years. Cook hell, no time to eat.

Besides other obligations/commitments, today we have so many temptations of funner stuff to do, than cooking. Those weren't available to our parents in the 50s, not to mention their folks in the 30s. The transformation from gourmet to gourmand is so easy now, maybe that's the real reason we're fat

Here ya go. :haha:

I ask old people occasionally "What's changed most in your lifetime?". Late Grandmadigr didn't hesitate.

She said "The way you cook."

Up until the fifties, she cooked big meals for a lot of people. While her sister-in-law was preparing breakfast, Grandmadigr was building the fire in the oven, and getting things ready to start cooking for lunch & supper. She said that sometimes she was preparing items for supper, and the sun wasn't even up yet. All of this food was prepared fresh.

I asked once "How do you feed that many people three times a day?"

She said "Taters." I asked "Didn't people complain about getting potatoes so often?", and she replied "Nobody ever complained about what was put on the table, or, how it tasted. They was too happy to get to eat to complain about anything."

I don't know if they were that hungry, or, it was just that nobody fucked with Grandmadigr.

Probably some of each. :haha:

Amazing how things change in our lifetimes. I'm still blown away when I think about that picture of the civil war guy on the jet fighter.

I think about that pic quite often.

I don't know why.

I'm thinking of the mums who can afford to stay home.
They have their houses cleaned for them, so they have coffee out with friends, go to yoga and spend all afternoon soaking beans and buying tofu.

It probably is a different definition.
Think Gwyneth Paltrow-style, without all the millions.

I am not really mocking them. I'm insanely jealous.
Apart from the children bit.

What you describe is far from an option for middle class Americans.

I think we (I) have a different definition of middle class.

Here's a couple more lip smacking delights. :rolleyes: