To not feed my dc shit, just because the kid from school won't eat it?!?

[pinkclouds]

ARRRGGGHH!!! I spent the day thinking what will this child eat? So I opted for mince and Potatoes (Not a vegetarian) fairly safe option I thought.
The friend wouldn't even try it, not only that he couldn't even use a knife and fork at 7 years!!
WTF. My DC are told to least try something before dismissing it.Maybe it's me.

I wasn't allowed toast toppers (didn't want them to be frank) or sandwich spread (didn't want that either, Robin who I sat next to at lunch time always had, and I mean EVERY SINGLE DAY, white bread sandwiches which were filled with pink goo which l thought looked like germoline and STUNK of fish, poor Robin) but I did want Angel Delight, and I wasn't allowed that either because it was common.

pink angel delight was common, butterscotch instant whip, however...

alice i was telling my dd1 (4) about the cream on the milk just last night. and about the roof slate my dad used to leave for the milkman to put on the bottles to stop the blue tits pecking them.

i honestly felt like i was a hundred years old.

My dad liked "common" food, like mince and potatoes and fray bentos pies and findus crispy pancakes, and my mum liked lentils and grass and FUCKING TRACKER BARS. I wanted a penguin chocolate bar in my lunch box, and Elena used to sometimes have a Trio, but what did I have...? A tracker bar (not even the "good" one with chocolate chips in) or a Harvest Crunch bar, which were clearly made from the sweepings of a really crappy muesli factory.

I'm not bitter.

Trio.

TR-I-I-I-OH

YEAH. And one christmas I won a Susie doll in the raffle. Which was just doubly cruel really, because I had the doll, but had never eaten the chocolate bar.

occasionally, very occasionally, you would get a trio that was ALL chocolate and caramac. no biscuit. truly the gods smiled upon elena and i those days. [bliss]

At secondary school my friend used to have the most amazing sandwiches; like, one day, her mum had lightly toasted the bread (and not because it had gone a bit stale either, ARE YOU READING THIS MOTHER?) and I can't remember what was in the sandwich but I remember I just ACHED for it, and my mum used to make me take SOUP in a fucking thermos. Dear God, I'm surprised I wasn't bullied more TBH.

Aitch.

I've read the whole thread and the one that has me is ShirleyKnot saying she has GravY on haggis

Why are both Shirley and Aitch talking about Elena?

Raisin clubs were more the ticket.

It's almost as if they didn't love us isn't it?

There's a cracking thread somewhere about those fab little Bento boxes. I wouldn't be able to do those for my kids because the stomach acid which would lap up with jealousy, would rot all my teeth.

I wasn't allowed packed lunch. I hated school dinners (spam fritters) so I used to hide in the playground and not go. It wasn't until I was a grown up that I realsied that the terrible gnawing stomach aches I got all afternoon were hunger.

at thinking all day about what to serve a fussy child and coming up with a meal from the 1940's.

Well grinning at that comment anyway, not you OP, this thread needs reading properly and a very interesting one is it too. I adore reading / talking about food.

so thanks

WHO IS ELENA?

Shirley - we used to have tracker bars too, and homemade flapjack. I wanted a Penguin and a packet of Frazzles

Aitch - Club biscuits were like that too, sometimes a solid chocolate one.
I had a solid chocolate 4-finger Kit-kat quite recently, the surge of childish joy was immense!

I'm very surprised at how few of you put celery in your mince dishes along with onions and carrot. They are the holy trinity you know.

Perhaps you are all using it decoratively in vases?

Also, yes to dash of milk or cream in bolognese (has double function if you make it with chicken livers - cooking the livers in milk takes away any bitterness, supposedly).

Oh god I remember spam fritters

I remember going home and asking my mum why they couldn't make them out of 'proper' ham See I was destined to be an MNer!

Are you the same person, Aitch and Shirley?

Shirley my mother once sent me to school (aged about 6) with BULGUR WHEAT in a pot. I had no idea it was weird. School never quite the same after that

Oh, sorry Hully. Elena was just a girl in my class who used to have a Trio in her lunch box or sometimes a Viscount.