I usually don't visit the blogger portion on FR, but did this morning. That statement sounds like the very thing I grew up on in the 50s and 60s. I cannot stand oatmeal either to this day.
My mother made shredded potatoes with seasoned browned hamburger and gravy. After I moved to Austin for a job, I made the same thing for myself. Just made myself hungry thinking about that.
Yeah, we made something similar, if not the same as your hamburger/potato/gravy meal.:)
I still fix “vintage cuisine” from time to time. When my much younger brothers visit they always request this or that meal from our childhood. Their wives have finally got over being appalled and have even become fond of some of them. Of course, they have never said “how do you make this?” (like there is a recipe for these meals, lol)
So I guess when I die, my brothers will be s.o.l. and have to rely on memories.