This thread brings back lots of memories.
In the 70's we lived in a rural farming community, very vanilla so absolutely no 'foreign' food whatsoever but meat was plentiful. Meals were meat and two veg, roast on a Sunday, bangers and mash, toad in the hole etc. Pudding after the roast on Sunday and Mum often made more dinner than we needed so we could have bubble and squeek in the evening.
We had little money but grew our own veg and we had a massive freezer in which to keep meet and the veg. Mum would prepare the veg then freeze them in portion sizes and get a bag out when needed.
Fresh fish was only eaten when my Grandad had caught plenty of trout and gave us some. Apart from that fish was only eaten as fish paste but I think we only had that in the 80's.
Didn't have an evening meal weekdays as 'you had a hot dinner at school'. It was always bread and jam
I remember complaining to my Mum as other kids told me they had 'chips for tea', I got told off for complaining. School dinners were not that great and portion sizes tiny. I remember the dinner lady using an ice cream scoop to put the mashed potato on your plate. They served baked beans but they didn't taste anything like the beans from a tin. There was always pudding but usually cheap like semolina or tapioca with a tiny dollop of red sweet liquid in the middle. I hated the days they served liver, it was grey and bitter but you ate it as a) you'd be hungry otherwise and b) you'd be told off for being wasteful and ungrateful.
Ken Home and Madhur Jeffrey didn't start on TV until the 80's but I loved Ken's show. I was utterly fascinated by Chinese food.
We never ate anything like pasta in the 70's. Sweets were from a sweet shop where you'd go in and buy your favourites by the quarter. I remember the chocolate buttons with sprinkles on them and the chocolate covered brasil nuts that were my favourite but the most expensive.
We never ate out apart from takeaway fish and chips which was a huge treat (as Mum would say 'but I can make it cheaper at home' and I'd tell her it 'didn't taste the same') and a 99 when at the seaside.
Lots of cakes but no eating between meals as it would 'ruin your appetite'. There was always plenty of veg but fresh fruit was rare. Fruit came in tins, like tinned peaches in syrup. The cream at the top of a pint of milk was was treat. I remember excitedly removing the silver top and drinking it straight from the bottle.
My Mum was an excellent cook, her meat pie had no equal.