Let's talk food. Food traditions. Let this post spark some memories. Feel free to jump to the comments and talk about your own traditions. Mine were somewhat similar to the blogger's. Except for the part about sardines. We did pickled herring, instead. And, Dad's always been a "meat and potatoes" guy. And he hated things like meatloaf. He'll eat a hamburger any day, rather than tackle something he considered a tragedy to ground beef. I recall one night when I was probably 7 or 8 years old - mom made a meatloaf. Dad came home, looked at the table, grabbed my brother and me by the arm and drove us down to the local cafe for a burger. He's softened a bit as he's aged, but he'll still take plain meat from the barbecue grill any day.
"What is patriotism but the love of the food one ate as a child?"
When I was a little kid, I loved sardines. I'd load the little oily fish onto one cracker, Saltines were preferred, add a cracker on top and munch. They were the perfect snack. Bologna always came in a round stick so you had to cut slices for a sandwich. I'd cut my own. My slices were often thin on one side and slab size on the other. I'd put these round slices between rectangular pieces of Sunbeam bread, spread mustard, sometimes in globs, and add hot peppers. I loved that sandwich. Breakfast in the winter was often oatmeal. We'd add [...]
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