When I was a kid in elementary school, they made lunch from scratch. I went to rural schools and all the cooks knew how to cook. There wasn’t a day that went by where we couldn’t wait ‘til lunch.
I remember that. Everything was homemade, even the hot dog buns.
That boiled cabbage smell! YUCCH!
Thanks for your interesting reminiscence. Nothing beats American country cooking, especially in the South.
I grew up in an urban school system, and while I can’t say we were treated to great country cooking every day, it sure beat the alternative — a brown bag packed by my mother, containing a bologna sandwich on white, three small cookies, and an apple.
What really frosted me was hearing the other kids complain about the food. It was hot, the portions were adequate, and there was something different every day. And the price was a steal, even for privileged white boys like myself.
I’ll take that over a brown bag any day of the week.
Yep. I was also lucky enough to be at Keesler AFB for training. (Biloxi, MS)
All local talent in those mess halls.
That’s how it was for me in elementary school in the 70s. High school in the mid-80s is where it all went to crap and I started bringing my own lunch.