Hot dogs hamburgers and spaghetti-o's-Repost of my 1st blog!
Just a little while ago, I had a good friend of mine(female)ask me to help her think of something to cook for her kids because they are tired of "pork chops, tacos and fried chicken. Shortly thereafter I was speaking to another friend of mine(the one who inspired me to put my thoughts in blog form..thanks C.G.)and decided that it was time to let it flow out of me.
As this is my first actual opportunity to share my thoughts with the world wide web, all comments are appreciated. Getting back to the email sent, my immediate thoughts were that "times ain't the same as when I was a kid." Do i actually ever remember voicing any opinion about what the dinner served was going to be...the answer was yes. Instantly, in the middle of some of the coldest weather of the season in Cleveland, a brisk 17 degrees..I got the warm fuzzy feeling of nostalgia and I was reminded of an opportunity to question "ma dukes" about why i had to eat a bohemian dish called phonetically sounding "fa--LEECH--key." The reply was something that most black children may have heard born in the 60's or early 70's...."cause i said so". Abruptly followed up again with some verbal or non verbal threat...for the sake of not putting myself on front street, will be kept to myself.
I had to eat some stuff that I had absolutely no idea of what the blend of ham, egg noodles, butter and who the hell else knows would taste like........or suffer the consequences of resorting to a hand shaped, amoeba looking hamburger patty "formed with nothing but love" from squishing and throwing meat back and forth between hands.......or having to wait for a pot of hot water..dash of morton's salt to come to a boil, so i could throw on a few hot dogs with potato chips to satisfy my hunger. Oscar Meyer ain't got nothing on plumping when u boil them. Another fave choice, reach up in the cupboard while standing on a chair to grab the can of spaghetti-o's...wow a kid hasn't lived until he endured that joy. Get the can opener..ya know the one we had to squeeze hard as hell and turn the top to open up the can..yeah that's the one. Flashbacks sure do things make reality in the now seem happy. Though I personally didn't experience this, I'm told that sugar sandwiches were quite tasty...LOL
If I was going to be kind in my reply(not sarcastic) or realistic was still my query. What to do? allow for her struggle with more options instead of just asking her kids what they want---or give her what she really was asking me for?
After about a 45 sec deliberation, i encouraged her to feed them Angus, Crab Legs and Quiche...oh and also..."LET THEM EAT CAKE"...Smile
43 comments:
just reading this maded me realize just how little i lived as a child ... never had a bohemian dish i couldn't pronounce .... but i did love free cheese sandwiches melted if you could actually melt that sh8T in the microwave
#1)Growing up, I had no choice in what I had for dinner. I had to eat whatever my Mother made. I didn't even THINK about complaining.
#2)My children, on the other hand, treat me like a short order cook. Sometimes I cook a different meal for each of my kids!
A happy medium would probably be the best option.
P.S. I like your blog so far!
first off, if i'd have had the audacity to question a meal I'd have been sent to bed without any (whilst nursing a fat(er) lip)
second (off), I can totally understand the frugality of being a mother; on EXTRAbroke-shopping trips, my sons are warned...'don't put anything in this cart that has a commercial'.. so they end up with glazed flakes instead of frosted flakes...so d.c consider yourself LUCKY... p.s. i can't wait for your next post.
We often take for granted life's lessons and childhood experiences(including what we had to eat for dinner) that have helped shape who we are as adults, parents, etc. I particularly liked the comment you shared regarding "because I said so"; I too recall that said to me along with "because I'm the mama". The blog is very well written, funny and enjoyable.
I love this post...it brings back memories!
Thanks for your comment on my blog!
Dc.... Beautiful. No wonder why people love you!!... That was HOT.. I am crackin up.. Just today I was reminded of the comment that my mother said when we wanted to know why we had to eat Hotdogs cut up into our macaroni and cheese....AAHHHH BECAUSE I SAID SO!!.. to this day I have an art work Placque " Hanging in my dining room which says" Because I said so" ... Kisses... Talk sson!
I, too, am excited about the Super Bowl yet unsure whom to cheer for - may the best "brother" win.
Tell your friend to download some menus from the internet (i.e., restaurants and school menus)for example.
Stay sweet and keep sharing.
God Bless,
Tiff
DC you are soooo funny--I didn't know you could be so entertaining! We ate alot of chip chop ham, olive loaf, hot dogs and bean, frosted o's, generic raisin bran that could chip your teeth and washed it down with powdered milk--I have yet to try that sugar sandwich...sounds yummy! I like your site--breaks up the day! I got a kick out of the report card story too--having met your little one...I can see him in class around all the little girls yacking away--be like me--get the card mailed to you! :-)
lol, you are hilarious. It defenitely brought back memories. At least you got "spice" to your hot dogs. lol I am with the person who remembers trying to melt that free cheese. It was amazing that you waited a whole 45 seconds for your smart butt response.lol You amaze me still. Give your son back his cell phone..lol "let him eat cake" ;o)
"but i did love free cheese sandwiches melted if you could actually melt that sh8T in the microwave"
mark bey: Ahhhhhhh. The goverment cheese grilled cheese sandwhiches those babies rocked. Good post DC by the way DC what do you think of Brady Quin and will Kellen Winslow Jr ever get back to pimpim Linebackers and safties they way he used to.
Kellen Winslow is a beast. He will do well this year as long as they throw him the football.
Yeah, Mark. This was the first one. sniff sniff...my first blog.
How funny...going back to read it again.
"Because I said so."
Most infamous words of childhood life. My moms cooking was bland as bland can be. Thank goodness for curry, cayenne, and garlic.
My sister-in-law was telling me a story the other day how she had been trying for years to get my brother to try humus. Finally she told him, "you eat this, you can have your way with me, here and now" so he FINALLY tried it, and hasn't looked back since. Now he's all about Mediterranean or Middle Eastern style foods.
Its weird the hang-ups we get based on how our moms cooked.
winslow really needs to just shut up and play for real.
top ten in receptions but averaging less than ten a catch. he's the only cat in the top thirty who didn't average double digits.
how many of those catches moved the chains? was he just the guy who got the dump over the middle when there was nowhere else to go?
the browns need more than just to throw him the ball though.
as for this entry, spagetti-os was the bomb but i always had a soft spot for the chef's ravioli.
lol@chef boy-ar-dee faves.
how the heck did we get on football anyway?
lol@dave...ur sister in law cheated. hahahahaha
My father was a very good cook. My mother was a decent cook who cooked only because she felt she was supposed to (damn us kids and my dad for needing to eat!), but she cooked everything on high because she just wanted it to be over with. She'd put the food on and then go take a shower while whatever was on the stove was burning the f*ck up, which ultimately resulted in me learning how to cook through intervention (it was either that or watch the house burn down).
My dad taught me how to cook steaks when I was seven. He also taught me how to pressure cook oxtails so they'd fall off the bone and showed me how to make such delicious exotica as turtle soup. My dad used to invent some really delicious dishes, too. He made me appreciate the art of cooking.
Alas, my moms didn't get the love-to-cook gene, but thanks to my dad, food is just as much a creative experience for me as writing.
Oh yeah, hand-shaped, amoeba burgers were one of my favorite things as a child---when I made them. My mom's always came out burnt...all the way through. Ashburgers. I think my mom was the only person who could make two cookies out of that big roll of Nestle's slice and bake chocolate chips. She slam a butcher knife through the middle, throw the two big chunks on a cookie sheet, and twenty minutes later, hand me and my brother each a cookie twice the size of our heads.
It should be against the law to give a child a cookie that big.
oh my God....that is hi-fuggin-larious! "My mom's always came out burnt...all the way through. Ashburgers."
hahahahahaha...I'm over here dying because of you.
so, I guess I don't have to comment on this post. lol
" My dad taught me how to cook steaks when I was seven. He also taught me how to pressure cook oxtails so they'd fall off the bone and showed me how to make such delicious exotica as turtle soup. "
mark bey: The ox tails Im willing to try but you have gone to far with the turtle soup business.
In fact just thinking about turtle soup makes my head hurt. I cant deal with this turtle soup stuff I going to get my pills.
lol...doesn't it seem like a while ago, T? over 100 blogs ago.
wow...
Turtle soup is delish, Mark. So is fried rabbit, sauteed venison, and buffalo burgers.
Yum-o. You don't know what you're missing.
" Turtle soup is delish, Mark. So is fried rabbit, sauteed venison, and buffalo burgers"
mark bey: Fried rabbit I have had (taste like chicken) its pretty good, deer meat I have had it was excellent(tried to cook it once that didnt work out to well) the buffolo meat I will try one day (heard it taste like beef) but the turtle meat is banned from my life forever.
Maybe Im bieng sentimental because I like to watch the turtles do what turtles do (which is sitting on rocks catching sun) at lunch time.
awwww, Mark. That is soooo sweet. Glad to see that the kid in you isn't lost in the grown man ills of the world.
I applaud you , Brother Mark.
What you applauding for, hon? You gon' be eating turtle soup reaaaaaaaaal soon.
Prepare your palate.
"HUH?" ummmm...ya think? I will be inspecting every cooked meal that you prepare.
I'm with Mark. No turtles!!
*in my best German feminazi voice*
"Vee have vays of making you eat vat vee cook."
I feel you when you explain the weird foods! When I'm at friend's house, they offer food (rude to deny), then it tastes horrible && you try to eat it && pretend you're actually anjoying it:]]
@nefty...hahahahaha
"and the chicken tastes like wood"
hahahah..i couldn't resist that one.
Thanks for dropping by.
Brotha DC I grew up in the burbs with trees and I love animals and wild life. Most folks didnt apreciate it but I love nature and animals amongst many other things.
I have eaten Alligator but that is as far as I will go and I never will go thier again. Ever it was nothing to right home about.
@mark...ALLIGATOR...OH MY GOODNESS, BUT let me guess...'taste like chicken'...lol.
Many of you know how neurotic I am about food. Unfortunately, I've eaten alligator, unknowingly. Once I found out that I had been tricked--I spent the next 24 hours getting sick!!!
Fried bologna sandwiches were the best!!! Although, I don't know if I'd make them for my children if I had some. Weird huh?
i feel ya sugar.
fried baloney sammiches, oooooh wee!!!! that good eatin' right there y'all. heat'up the pan, throw some grease or butter in the pan, melt it, then toss a slice of baloney up in dere, let her fry up, then put a slit on side and let fry up and expand looking like pac-man!!!!! fried up brown & crispy on both sides, hit it off on two pieces of white braid wif mayo, mustard & cheese?!!!!!
a little piece of southern heaven.
can anyone say yuck? eewwwwwww...at alligator.
the "Taste Like Chicken" is extra funny seeing as how that is the 3rd part of the trilogy of Lo's books.
1. Scenes from a Sistah
2. Gettin to the Good part
3. Taste Like Chicken
hahahaha..LOL@me for knowing Lo's writing sequences.
I'm a herb.
Saadia...Nothing but the best for you!
No trickery around me, MF! I got ur back!!!
alligator? it ain't that bad d.c.
it really does taste like chicken.
" Fried bologna sandwiches were the best!!! "
mark bey: I complete holds with this statement. Thier arent too many things better than fried baloney sandwiches ceptin for chicken perhaps.
" BUT let me guess...'taste like chicken'...lol.
mark bey: You would be correct although it is not ass good as chicken. Frog legs taste like chicken also and I will never go thier again either.
I meant to say
markbey: mark bey: You would be correct although it is not ass good as chicken. Frog legs taste like chicken also and I will never go thier again either.
I didnt mean to say a@s in my last comment.
i get what you meant Mark...you're good!
Sugar sandwiches with baloney and the opened can was Chef Boy Ar Dee Ravioli. That was afterschool before dinner. By the time it was dinner time, it didn't matter what was cooked LOL!
lol@sojourner....thanks for the visual, brah
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