Post #441,817
7/12/22 4:23:29 PM
7/12/22 4:23:29 PM
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What's wtih all this "I don't eat leftovers, you don't eat leftovers" stuff?
We've cooked this, it's made from ingredients that cost money, now fucking eat it. No, I'm not fucking cooking anything else until you've eaten up what I already cooked for you. Just eat it! https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZcJjMnHoIBIFucking Yanks, apparently all made of money... (Well yeah, I was indeed raised by a Schwäbische Hausfrau who grew up in the late 1940s; why do you ask?) --
Christian R. Conrad
The Man Who Apparently Still Knows Fucking EverythingMail: Same username as at the top left of this post, at iki.fi
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Post #441,820
7/12/22 8:23:53 PM
7/12/22 8:23:53 PM
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Wow that was some trauma
And yes of course I was raised like that. And the second I left my mom at age 13 and moved in with my dad. I became responsible for food, shopping and cooking for myself and three other people.
Before that moment it was psychological poverty of my mother which then transmitted into dishes like doggie goulash which was a simply hot boiled hot dogs dropped in red sauce with bad boiled potatoes. That was easily representative of anything my mother cooked. It was all bad.
My dad was happy to hand me a blank check to go shopping with. Literally. He handed me a blank check which I got to fill out at the cash register. And he explained in great detail that I should not limit myself.
We went to the butchers twice a month. And got stacks of center cut filet cut for us right there.
If I was at any gathering of any sort and someone tried to put any food before me that I did not want I would politely decline. But if they pushed I push back hard.
And then I grew up and had to earn it on my own. Which I did until about 10 years ago and it went back into eat what's put in front of you. Not with any hostility. And M is an incredible cook so she can whip up some wonderful stuff with cheap ingredients. But I know what I would prefer. And right now we can afford some better ingredients.
Last night she made asparagus wrapped with prosciutto, then mozzarella cheese, large amounts, melted across it all. I'm very happy picking through these left overs. I've gotten two meals so far out of it today and I'd eat it more but it ran out. Because she only made it as a side dish.
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Post #441,821
7/12/22 10:09:05 PM
7/12/22 10:09:06 PM
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doggie goulash which was a simply hot boiled hot dogs dropped in red sauce with bad boiled potatoes
wish I had something that good growing up. My mother had a cooking method that included boiling everything for 3 hours. She "had to boil the goodness out" oh, yeah that it did "Science is the belief in the ignorance of the experts" – Richard Feynman
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Post #441,822
7/12/22 10:17:47 PM
7/12/22 10:17:47 PM
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My father liked meat well done
My mother would cook a roast until it was the texture of a shoe. I was literally unable to chew it, but want allowed to leave the table until I finished. There was a lot of hiding.
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Post #441,823
7/12/22 10:41:16 PM
7/12/22 10:41:16 PM
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Re: doggie goulash which was…
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Post #441,824
7/12/22 11:46:20 PM
7/12/22 11:46:20 PM
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we was so poor that we gleaned picked out gardens for soup
when dad was a wonder bread truck driver we lived on dayolds all week and had boiled fish and potatoes for supper on sunday
a sorry ass half dead calf lived in our bath tub filled with straw for a month to stay warm and get over the scours (running shits)
In fifth grade wore size 40 ragged dress pants given to us with the bottoms rolled up and twine to hold them around my waist. During the massive long UAW strikes back in the day.
have more will fire when ready :-) "Science is the belief in the ignorance of the experts" – Richard Feynman
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Post #441,827
7/13/22 11:02:07 AM
7/13/22 11:02:07 AM
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Not me, but my dad
My grandfather was a fisherman. I don't think he ever made money doing it, but it's how he fed the family. My father grew up eating so much trout that to the day he died he couldn't stand the smell of fish. And until he was an adult, he thought it was because his dad liked fish.
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Post #441,825
7/13/22 8:25:35 AM
7/13/22 8:25:35 AM
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There are poor stories and there are horror stories.
I know I don't qualify for either. And I'm very happy about that.
I had poor moments. I had horrible moments. But I was incredibly advantaged compared to 99% of the population.
And I didn't grow up in the era of local war. That is a totally different story.
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Post #441,826
7/13/22 9:22:08 AM
7/13/22 9:22:08 AM
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Four Yorkshiremen? Fucking amateurs, living in luxury on the bottom of a lake.
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