• Responding to email notices you receive.
    **************************************************
    In short, DON'T! Email notices are to ONLY alert you of a reply to your private message or your ad on this site. Replying to the email just wastes your time as it goes NOWHERE, and probably pisses off the person you thought you replied to when they think you just ignored them. So instead of complaining to me about your messages not being replied to from this site via email, please READ that email notice that plainly states what you need to do in order to reply to who you are trying to converse with.

  • IMPORTANT! PLEASE READ!! About the Google Adsense ads being displayed

    =====================
    Posted 08/15/2025
    =====================


    Yeah, I know. They are a pain in the butt. But they pay the bills to keep my server running. Just a fact of life, I am afraid.

    Want to get rid of them? Simple. Just become a Contributor level member or above and they will be gone. -> Please click HERE."

    Is that too much for me to ask of you to keep this site running? Well, sorry about that. I too wish I could get everything for free. But alas.....

    =====================
    Addendum: 01/10/2026
    =====================


    Google Adsense ad revenue for December, 2025 was just $30 over the cost of the lease for the server running this site. So, in effect, the money providing the incentive for me to continue running this site is coming SOLELY from the paid memberships and sponsorships here. Which honestly ain't much....

Childhood food memories, good and bad

Lucille

Lucille

New member
Joined
Mar 2, 2004
Messages
16,037
Reaction score
1,441
Points
0
Location
Texas
Good: I remember that when I was a small child, my mother would bake each of us a chocolate cake on our birthday. She did not use a mix, everything was baked from scratch, and because my parents did not believe in a lot of desserts, those wonderful cakes were memorable, the deep rich scent of real chocolate wafting through the house, making our birthdays special.

Bad: My father grew up during the Depression times where they ate stuff many of us don't eat today. He also had a rule when we were growing up that we could not refuse a new food unless we actually tasted it. One day, at a restaurant, he ordered calves brains and insisted that we tasted it. I can still remember retching; yeah, it was food prejudice, but bleahh!!!!

Do you have any particular good/bad food memories from your childhood (or other times in your life?)
 
anytime my parents made pork i would absolutely refuse to eat. Anything on the plate that touched it, would be avoided too!!

To this day, except for the very very rare time that i actually do eat it from someone who knows how to cook it correctly ( with no gristle and lots of seasonings ) I Avoid the meat. Dunno why, i just really really cannot stand the flavor or the texture.

I ate just about everything else though. I loved spinach and lima beans as a kid, and most veggies, ( though as a kid i wouldnt eat squash because of the color/name! LOL, but now i love them more than potatoes.)


Nowadays i actually even avoid beef, and try to eat more chicken and fish. ( though sometimes you just need a good burger or steak!) venison is another on the list of favorites. Liver and the meat. ^_^ yum.
 
My mom (RIP) was a great woman, but not-so-much when it came to cooking. Meat was cooked one way - well done. Pork chops were cooked, like, an extra 20 minutes to make sure they were 'safe'. When I was about 5, I used to put a bunch in my mouth, try to chew it, then go to the bathroom and spit it into the toilet. Maybe that's why I spent 12+ years as a restaurant manager.
 
My mother would put fresh stewed tomatoes on her shepherds pie. I was not allowed to leave the table unless I ate them :ack2:

To this day, I cannot eat stewed tomatoes...i "like" the taste...but for some reason, I cannot swallow them

I'd rather eat kitty litter than have ANY of my moms shepherds pie...:rolleyes:

ew
 
I have tons of good memory with food in my family. We cooked A LOT, everything from my mum's side of the family(the scottish side) to my dad's side(scilian/german). I can basically whip up anything if given the slightest bit of directions. My sister decided to take this passion for cooking and became a su-chef at the Wynn casino in Las Vegas. I cook just to wow the hubby, and anybody else that eats :).

A bad experience that I have is corned beef. I cannot STAND the smell of it, the taste of it, or the texture. Why? because my dad decided to cook it one year, and whatever he did stunk the whole house up. We refused to come in the house. And he refused to make anything else so we were forced to eat a couple bites. Gross yuck ick.
 
Good: I love my Mom's potato salad--unfortunately she would only make it for family get-togethers. She would use 5 lbs of taters and whip up a concoction of mustard & mayo (along with trade family secret ingredients), mix it together, and WOW. I love it so much that I started making potato salad sandwiches. Hey, if egg salad is acceptable, so is potato salad!
I have never been able to duplicate it exactly, but I've come close. Now, though, whenever we have get-togethers and asks what she can bring, I tell her potato salad. I'm guaranteed to get my fill of tater salad sandwiches at least 3 times a year; more if I'm lucky!

BAD: during my formative years (and by that, I mean POOR) we lived in the country up north. My step-dad had his own construction company, and that meant that he couldn't work during the worst of the winter. Consequently, we ate, ummm, 'healthy.' It wasn't always good, but it did the job. We ate so many different kinds of beans as main courses. Then there was bean soup, bean casserole, beans on the side. We ate so many beans that my baby sister (at 6yo) would walk around mumbling "beans, beans, beans--that's all we ever eat...red ones, black ones, white ones, green ones..." It was so sad!
I do love my beans, but now I incorporated them into dishes with MEAT!

Now if you want to hear FUNNY childhood food memories, just say so...I got a pork rind story that will make you lol!
 
Last edited:
Tiger Lilly said:
I love a good old-fashioned pb&j ANYDAY!
Click to expand...

I did work at an organic co-op type place.. they had almond butter.. and real peanut butter and such..

that actually wasn't bad

so fresh, was tolerable


But. I also hate re-heating food. We lived for 3 years in a place with no stove, (as well as no indoor plumbing.. yeah.. in the middle of a national forest in WI.. *shutters*)

so EVERYTHING had to be cooked in the microwave.. so I have a block against using those for anything other then popcorn. LOL
 
You gotta love tater salad sannichs!
For me, my mom wasn't a cook. We ate, but there were a few years that we barely ate, and sadly when it was my mom, dad and me, they got to eat, and I got a little bit of leftovers. Yeah, I had a "great" family. I still have major food OCD issues.
Later on, when we weren't so poor, one of my favorite things was cornbread. Jiffy mix cornbread, and you can make it with a jelly filling, and it's fabulous.
I cannot... CAN NOT... eat spagettos. Not sure why. Most canned pastas are just so abhorrant to me I can't bring myself to swallow. That may stem from not getting anything to eat for about 2 days, and when the rest of the family got something to eat, I was given a can of spagettos, and nothing else. Food OCD issues.. majorly.
 
Good memories basically included the big family get-togethers at holidays when my grandmother would go all out for dinners. Thanksgiving had to be my favorite...we would shove about 30-40 of us in this small house, food coming out our ears, football on the TV with all the cousins and uncles (I was the only girl since my mom, and then was my sister 13 years later)...just good times over a good family dinner.

Bad food memory...hmmmm. Probably more of something that happened to my brother than to me. My father was a Navy man, and had this weird way of thinking everyone had to do everything his way. When my brother was tiny in the highchair, my father would force feed him stuff he HATED until he puked all over the place. It was a bad time in our lives, but luckily we have all moved forward and have mended any bad feelings with Dad over that life we led.

Damn, now I miss my grandmother even more. We have yet to have a single big family get together since she passed in 98...
 
Mooing Tricycle said:
venison is another on the list of favorites. Liver and the meat. ^_^ yum.
Click to expand...

Okay, this one sparked a memory ...

Liver. Growing up my aunt and uncle found a kitten. Kitten grew into a cat that was still around when said aunt and uncle moved on to college. Kitten (turned cat) was spoiled by my grandfather who would fry liver every couple of days for a "treat" along with the regular cat food. Cat went to the vet for the yearly check-up and was found to have a cholesterol count that would kill a grown man. Said cat outlived grandfather and moved to my house. She died when I was 16 (and she was 23)!!!!! Moral of the story - eat whatever the heck you want :rofl:
 
Back
Top