to wonder what middle class/working class parental cliches you have actually experienced?

[vitaminz]

This thread is not to be taken too seriously and no offense is intended.

Today when I was in the supermarket I overheard another shopper saying to what appeared to be her daughter "Clemmie, shall I get some brioche?", she really did sound like a middle class cliche.

My mum gets cross about bread cake, I think, but am not sure what the 'right' term is. Not bap, anyway.

What really makes her fume is 'bun' for 'small cake'. A bun is only a Chelsea bun or something. Silly.

And I'm sure waitrose label them as rolls!

Only person I know who's kids eat olives live in a council house. We're not really working class going by our careers and we have had a cleaner so I'm guessing we are mn middle class? I don't think there's aanything wrong with being mc the issue is more people trying to be something and ensuring others know about it. A child saying they like broccoli is surely amusing rather than a class thing? Dd 1 used to choose berries over chocolate cake, not due to her class but her tastes.

I agree with usualsuspectt - brioche is horrible. Bread should not be sweet. Especially burger buns.

Anyone for a scuffler ?

Ooh, what would the filling be Conference? I'd swap you a ham & pease pudding stottie

I think I'd have bacon and mushroom.
It strikes me as rather odd that as a nation we aren't proud of our own traditions while we seize other people's with glee.
As it happens I spend large chunks of my life in France and our local boulangerie doesn't sell brioche because no-one round here eats it.
It doesn't solve the problem of if I'm MC or not.

My favourite MC child (apocryphal) quote is from the Owl and the Pussycat: "They dined on mince and slices of quince..." MC child:"Mummy, what's mince?"

Needsasock- that is EXACTLY my thoughts! It's the need to try to appear middle class that highlights the fact that probably aren't.

I find the insistence that middle class people can't possibkybe being self mocking, and must be trying to prove something hugely entertaining!

oh I love these threads

The definition of middle classness for me is feeding your small child stuff like rice cakes (which, let's face it, taste like polystyrene tiles) as a snack and dried apricots as a treat. Also adding dried apricots or sliced banana to weetabix to make it palatable, rather than a bit of sugar. Never giving your child squash, only fresh fruit juice, milk or water. Going apoplectic because someone dared to give your three year old a chocolate button.

A friend asked me if I would make a birthday cake for her DD's 3rd birthday. I was happy to oblige and made a nice chocolate one, and decorated it with smarties. You'd have thought I was giving the child arsenic. (I was given no guidance on said cake and not told that chocolate was a no-no - because the child had never had chocolate before.) By the time we had cut the blasted thing anyway, each child only got about a square inch. There was a lot of food left... rice cakes, cucumber and carrot sticks, grapes, mini tomatoes and cut up apple. Grey wholemeal biscuits with raisins and no sugar - one bite taken and left. The only thing that really went was the cheese. Oh, and the birthday cake.

Iceland could be the benchmark for whether or not a food is MC

Intrigued by this. We went to Iceland a couple of years ago and our hotel had all sorts of interesting stuff. One of our favourites was a starter of foal braised with fennel. Does that mean eating baby horse is or is not MC?

Incidentally I am most definitely from a northern WC background but I had never heard the phrase "Chippy Tea" until recently, probably because I was brought up in a very rural area where the nearest fish and chip shop was several miles away so that sort of tea was rare and a BIG treat. The first time I came across the phrase was when DD was going away with the guides and at the information for parents the guider said they would be getting a chippie tea on the first night. Not having seen it written down I couldn't mentally parse what she had said and ended up asking what she meant. Then as she explained I realised everyone else was probably looking at me like I was some "up herself" MC bitch who had never been near a fish and chip shop

We had to cook corned beef hash over a fire when I went to guide camp in the dark ages

This thread could be on the FB page 'overhead in Waitrose'

5Foot5 this one www.iceland.co.uk

(Not sure if you're being sarcastic)

None of these foods are middle class or posh