Great Depression Meals

And here is another one! My dad was born in 1902 and my mom in 1904; both are deceased. And we kinda skipped a generation compared to most as on my mother's side my grandmother was 38 (or very close; I would have to look it up to be sure) when she had mom and my mom was exactly 2 months shy of 38 when she had me. Some of my classmates grandparents had been in school with my mom!

Similar family history here. I was the youngest of parents who were both the youngest in their birth families. I think my mother's mother was in her 40s when she had my mother. My parents were 31 and 38 when they had me.
 
I've ate a lot of these meals. Grew up with them being staples in our house. I've also had fried chicken backs, not bad.

hot dogs in beans rocked! I also grew up eating beans and cornbread, ironically, I can't stand it anymore.

I actually like squirrel and it's good fried. I could eat bread and gravy every morning for breakfast.

I also remember my mom making toast with butter and cinnamon and sugar on it. That was a sugar rush for me.

My grandmother would eat buttermilk and cornbread, but she grew up in the depression era. My grandpa had this growth stunted due to the lack of proper nutrition.
 
well sometime in morning i eat bread with dip left over roast beef gravy. yummy.
 
And here is another one! My dad was born in 1902 and my mom in 1904; both are deceased. And we kinda skipped a generation compared to most as on my mother's side my grandmother was 38 (or very close; I would have to look it up to be sure) when she had mom and my mom was exactly 2 months shy of 38 when she had me. Some of my classmates grandparents had been in school with my mom!

No wonder people are so amazed by how young my mom is. I will be 40 in a few months and my mom was born in 1953. She is only 58. When I was a kid, our ages felt so far apart. Now, I feel like she is in my age range. lol.
 
And here is another one! My dad was born in 1902 and my mom in 1904; both are deceased. And we kinda skipped a generation compared to most as on my mother's side my grandmother was 38 (or very close; I would have to look it up to be sure) when she had mom and my mom was exactly 2 months shy of 38 when she had me. Some of my classmates grandparents had been in school with my mom!

My parents were born in 1909 & 1912. They had me when they were in their 40's). I had my girls in my mid-to-late 30's, so I'm around the age of some of my youngest daughter's friends' grandparents.
 
No wonder people are so amazed by how young my mom is. I will be 40 in a few months and my mom was born in 1953. She is only 58. When I was a kid, our ages felt so far apart. Now, I feel like she is in my age range. lol.

The girl who used to live with us, her mom was born a year after I graduated from high school, so I'm old enough to be the grandmom to my daughter's classmates. Biologically, I'm old enough to be your mom, but I'm not yet 58 (getting close though).
 
I've ate a lot of these meals. Grew up with them being staples in our house. I've also had fried chicken backs, not bad.

hot dogs in beans rocked! I also grew up eating beans and cornbread, ironically, I can't stand it anymore.

I actually like squirrel and it's good fried. I could eat bread and gravy every morning for breakfast.

I also remember my mom making toast with butter and cinnamon and sugar on it. That was a sugar rush for me.

My grandmother would eat buttermilk and cornbread, but she grew up in the depression era. My grandpa had this growth stunted due to the lack of proper nutrition.

my grandmother grew up in depression area as well. I see where my mother's weird cookin came from. :giggle:

Squirrel is ok and it's not worth killin squirrels to eat them. I much rather eat fried chicken... a lot more meat.
 
We used to sprinkle cinnamon and sugar on our bread and toast, too. My mom filled a shaker with cinnamon and sugar mixed so we kids could use it ourselves.

We still keep a shaker of cinnamon sugar on the counter. We use it often enough that I have a Tupperware container of it made that is just enough to fill the shaker. When we refill the shaker, then we make more in the Tupperware. The shaker gets emptied in 2 weeks.

We use it on buttered toast, in pancake and waffle batter, on oatmeal, with cooked apples and in pies. I'm sure we use it in other places, but that's just off the top of my head.
 
Well - my Uncle, mom's baby brother, had a hard time finding a wife who could handle his extreme intelligence. (He is a Professor of Applied Mathematics and Ethics, not sure exactly, just he is super intelligent). Wife #1 could not keep her legs closed for any of the guys around campus where my Uncle was finishing his studies. He has one son from wife #2 who is in his 30's. Wife #3 hated kids and refused to have any, then decided she wanted kids with someone else. Wife #4 had 2 kids by him and they are still together. Only marriage to last more than 6 years. His 2nd son, was born 4 months or so before my daughter was and his daughter was born 6 months before my son. That means, that I have cousins the same age as my children. Uncle is 67 and his 3 kids are 30something, 18 and 17.
 
It is not food but I think it comes out of that same era. Thought of the connection this morning as I stuck a new bar of soap on to what was left of the old one. I grew up with this practice and it just seems natural.

Also, a number of things in this thread seem to fit today's "Green" ideas as well.

Our variation on something that has been mentioned a number of times is that when my mother or aunts would make a pie they would do a lattice top with scrapes of crust left over. Those scrapes would be rolled out, and baked with cinnamon sugar on top.
 
It is not food but I think it comes out of that same era. Thought of the connection this morning as I stuck a new bar of soap on to what was left of the old one. I grew up with this practice and it just seems natural.

Also, a number of things in this thread seem to fit today's "Green" ideas as well.

Our variation on something that has been mentioned a number of times is that when my mother or aunts would make a pie they would do a lattice top with scrapes of crust left over. Those scrapes would be rolled out, and baked with cinnamon sugar on top.

I grew up with my mother doing that and so I do it also. That's my kids favorite part of the whole pie ritual. Me, I don't like the crust on the edge of the pie. My kids will take turns having my "edges".
 
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