Ritz and Saltine crackers. Nabisco Graham crackers too. Was there anything else growing up? I think these defined the boundaries of gustatorial experience in old New England.
finger sandwiches - pimento cheese on white bread
Like me, Cheeky will remember paste sandwiches as a 'Trad' Anglo delight. Did you have them in the US?
http://www.davespikey.net/boards/archive/index.php?t-3757.html
http://www.helium.com/items/645688-english-social-event-growing
now i know the secret does that make me a true internet trad or just an internet gentleman?
I have memories of Underwood Deviled Ham. Not sure if this makes me trad or trash.
I suspect on another forum - I would be declared -very prole for declaring this -but I love dripping sandwiches
and Michael I promise it is a real animal by product- nothing kinky.
Ground snouts and tails (ie, everything but the oink) -- the leavings swept from the abattoir floor, squished into a can or casing with salt and 'seasonings' makes for one hell of an animal by-product sandwich.
I personally believe that's what goes into everything from no-name hot dogs to Underwood deviled anything to Vienna sausages. Anyone ready for lunch now?
It was all meat paste or fish paste round here when I was a nipper. What meat or fish was a mystery known only to the manufacturer (Shippams?) and he kept schtum.
Anyone remember pork luncheon meat, the slightly posher version of spam?
And still, corned beef beats all comers.
Tastey!
Don't cut your fingers on that funny metal key thing & then get out the Colman's - Not too much now.
Top!
http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/4/4b/Colmans_mustard_jar.jpg
Thomas ol chum,
Peanut butter. As ol WFB propounded -- if peanut butter were as expensive as caviar, it would be served at Buckingham Palace.
http://www.buzzflash.com/articles/contributors/1552
Cheers,
Trip
^ Soul food.
We used to call the Salmon paste 'Sammy Spread'.
Cool.
People may be clueless, But all of the stuff to me is perfectly familiar. This is what we ate, before the food revolution. You want to be a Wasp. Try eating the stuff people ate in the 1950s.
Wait, wait: anyone remember Creme de Menthe over ice. The preferred drink of my very elderly aunts? They weren't wasps, but they sent my mother to a college prom at the Plaza Hotel in the 1930s. a lot of us rode in the wake of the Kennedys even then.
the ones my great aunts drank were definitely green. there is a clear version of creme de menthe, though. I am too young to answer the question.
Creme de menthe parfaits? Even I used to have those.
Where does Spam appear on the trad scale?-I just wonder because I am quite partial to a spam fritter on occasions