There used to be a phrase, "they eat meat every day" which meant a family had money to spare.
We often had chips, sometimes with a fried egg or with a slice of boiled ham.
We were relatively well off but didn't have a freezer until the 1980s. It was a treat to be sent to the shop to buy a packet of fish fingers for tea.
Pudding was only served on a Sunday and consisted of tinned fruit and carnation milk.
I started high school in 1978 and 'domestic science' was compulsory for 3 years. First year (year 7 now) lots of buns and cakes, second year I can't remember but third year was almost entirely mince, cottage pie (mince was ALWAYS beef, I tried to get minced lamb in 1985 and the butcher didn't sell it) plate meat pie, some fancy thing with a pastry base, piped mash round the edge and mince in the middle.
Curry did exist but it was mostly vesta and as my dad can't stand the smell we didn't ever eat it but we had the occasional Chinese, with chips obviously not rice.
Going out for a meal was a real occasion, I would have a long dress and my hair curled (with tongs heated on the gas hob) and dire threats of behaviour because, "It's adult time, adults don't want to hear children squabbling"
My mum's proudest moment was hearing another parent say, "why can't you two behave like those two over there?" my brother and I were probably kicking each other under the table.
We had a Safeway open and it was magical, you could pick your own fruit instead of buying a prepacked 4 apples on a polystyrene tray wrapped in plastic.
I now live in rural Normandy and can't get fresh coriander.
If you can get some seeds, it grows well on a window sill.