I rarely ate school dinners as I lived next door to my Balham primary school; plus I had an intolerance to caterpillars – which the school salads had in abundance (the dinner ladies thought it a substitute for ham) (although you rarely get that with an Ocado delivery “We’ve no ham, but we’ve substituted it with a punnet of caterpillars”).
As an only child – and subsequently a fussy eater – my weekday lunch at home was a decade of egg ‘n’ chips – I look back and wonder why I have such high cholesterol!
However, growing up in the 60s there was a regularity about what I had for my tea:
|Monday||Cold meat and bubble – “you can never have enough sprouts, Michael”|
|Tuesday||Mince, made from the meat originally used on Sunday, but chewed and digested as if it had been cooked in the 17th Century|
|Thursday||Possibly more Spam as my mum refused to buy any recipe book other than “Cooking with spam”|
|Friday||Cod fillets – to be enjoyed alongside watching The Champions|
|Saturday||Sausages – made from 95% old bus tickets, so low was the nutritional value|
|Sunday||Never happened as mum would invariably have one of her “heads”|
Diets have changed over the years (mine hasn’t, although I rarely have spam twice in a week these days) and more foodstuffs have been introduced.
However, for me, avocado is still the colour of your bathroom, not something you eat on toast!