Nellie saying on another thread that Toad--in--the-hole is her favourite comfort food, something I havn't had for many years, set me thinking...
When I thought about my comforting foods, I immediately thought of egg and chips and, as others occurred, I realised they were nearly all potato based and harked back to childhood.
I have never been able to replicate my Gran's delicious Potato "Ash"( It was only years later, I realised it was 'hash' because gran didn't pronounce her aitches) - a thrifty way to make a little meat go a long way.
What I would give to be able to enjoy my Scots Auntie Stella's 'Tatty scones', (potato cakes). All the Aunts made them, but hers were the best.
On the Old Salford facebook threads, we recently discussed sandwich fillings. Sutherlands salmon paste, sold loose by the ounce in a twist of greaseproof paper, was my favourite, tangy and delicious. Once it became sold in pots, and sanitised, it was nothing special.
When we were hard up, it was PanYan butties - no butter or marge - just the pickle, cheap and tasty.
It's a great pity the right of free speech isn't based on the obligation to say something sensible.
Where to begin! Nana's lamb broth would be my top comfort food. Her house backed onto my infant school's playing field and I would go to her house for lunch. A slice of her apple pie ("look out for the clove!") followed. As my mother had my little sister late in life I often lived there for several weeks at a time. A bowl of her porridge sweetened with honey or syrup went down well for breakfast. My mother's goulash was awesome and took all day to tenderise, minutes to eat. Then there was her pea & ham thick soup. Saturday tea was sometimes bacon with melted cheddar cheese. If we were poorly it was a boiled egg with 'dip-dips' (toast soldiers). When I was in college I loved Saturday tea on the campas. As much toast as you wanted with an array of toppings. My first introduction to Coronation chicken which seemed very decadent. As for sandwiches, crunchy crisp sandwiches or bread coated with salad cream (no butter) and a sliced tomato as a filling. Chips were a rarity at home, but something you bought wrapped in newspaper for the walk home after going to the local cinema.
Everyday come rain or shine my grandfather would walk just over a mile to a bakery to buy a small brown loaf. He'd stand it on it's narrow end and slice the crust off horizontally. Keeping the loaf narrow end upright, he would spread the butter and slice the bread to the thickness he wanted perfectly. I've tried to do it, but I can't cut bread horizontally. He would have the same fare for his tea every day -sliced brown bread and either a slab of Caerphilly or Gorgonzola cheese.
Could be Nellie, but I'd cut an awful lot of uneven bread perfecting that skill.
The other thing that occurred to me while thinking about the above is how much we graze now. That didn't happen when I was growing up. Three meals a day & that was that. I only recall eating crisps on visits to the seaside or when my parents stopped off at a pub on the way home from a day out. They'd sit in the car outside with their drinks while we'd drink pop and eat crisps either in or outside the car. There was the occasional ice cream cone when the van came around. I don't remember biscuits other than the Family tins at Christmas. My grandmother had biscuits, Marie biscuits and I had one before bed with Cocoa. Dining out was practically unknown until I was a teen. I do remember going for sausage & chips upstairs in Woolworths. It must have been a special event.
Talking of sausages, Nana only ever bought beef sausages and I'd get half a raw one as a treat! It obviously didn't kill me. I often got tasters when helping Nana to cook - a teaspoonful of condensed milk or golden syrup, a jelly cube, licks of the bowl & spoon after cake making.
My Gran cut her bread that way, too, holding it against her chest, using a long knife sharpened on the back step before use! The slices were perfectly even and thin. She also scraped butter paper this way and that until it was hard to believe that there was ever any butter on it. The paper would then be used to line bread tins. As I was such a poorly chld, she would make me beef tea twice a week to "build me up". The amount of beef used was miniscule but the tea tasted really beefy nonetheless. She and my mother hated each other - she was Dad's mum - and one of her justified criticisms was that my mother was wasteful. Having been brought up on a farm, my mum had no conception of rationing and constantly harped on about Gran's 'meanness'I was piggy in the middle as my grandparents looked after me while mother was at work so learned diplomacy at an early age.
It's a great pity the right of free speech isn't based on the obligation to say something sensible.
Post by Berry McPaper-cuts on Apr 4, 2024 10:25:02 GMT
Nostalgic conjures more of an,’ I can’t get this any more’ vibe whereas comfort food is my go to when life is not good. For nostalgia I remember my mother used to get some domino cakes for us to eat at Saturday teatime. ( They were cakes that looked like dominoes except more height as in imagine 4 dominoes stuck together.)
Nostalgic then, ie. grub I don't get anymore, or can't get...
Kedgeree - Mum wasn't a big fan of cookery but she used to do us a cracking kedgeree. Mrs M tried to do one once but not a success. Wasn't there a similar fish dish with hard boiled eggs in? Egg mornay? Used to get that at school, which reminds me, Hungarian ghoulash.
Faggots - These were made of earholes and ar$eholes apparently, delicious from our butcher as a kid, cheap too I suppose. I tried Mr Brains' variety once and about gagged.
House Special Fried Rice - back in the day not only containing chicken, prawns and cat pork, but also a fried egg on top.
Cass mentioned Pan Yan pickle, and I can definitely remember this, it was extremely spicy, at least for a nine year old. I didn't like it at first but soon got a taste. Grated Cheddar and Pan Yan pickle crusty cobs.
Walkers Beef and Onion crisps - not the crap Steak and Onion, the original recipe. Bring them back FFS!
On to comfort foods, so we can use current nosh. These be foods you don't especially need but do crave, and are all bad for you. Not including meals though, so no parmos or doner kebab meat.
Bacon sandwiches - must include tomato sauce.
Sausage sandwiches - must include brown sauce.
Sausage rolls - Greggs are excellent but Ford's in Glaisdale are better, a regular stop on the village route. Actually Woody's from Lingdale ain't bad, but avoid Coopland's which are cheap but shite.
Cheese - esp Blue Stilton or Danish Blue. But never with apricots and cranberries in, a disgusting idea.
Cheddars with the cheese - I'm a lazy shyster and you don't have to faff about buttering Cheddars. Lidl variety are fine, Aldi's taste of sick.