Posted on 04/24/2011 8:43:39 PM PDT by Bed_Zeppelin
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Eight cents in today’s money would be $1.25, about the price of a McDonald’s burger.
Ping ....garbage soup.
At $4.99 per lb, I don’t think oxtails are on most folks menu for Poverty Cooking.
Back in the late 70’s I did a lot of stir frying with skirt steak because it was 39 cents a lb. It’s been out of my price range for cheap stir fry/fajitas for years now.
While growing up in the 1950s, I often saw my Father, who was a teenager in the 1930s, eat his favorite Depression Era dessert, a slice of bread in a bowl of canned milk with sugar sprinkled on top. He still liked it.
Reacquainting people with what it took to make it through the Great Depression is not a bad idea at all, certainly not in bad taste. I’ve heard about it most of my life from older relatives.
My father’s family were farmers, they ate well and in quantity, that was no problem. They had a lot of land, a lot of kids and little money after my grandfather’s cousins’ bank failed. He made out better than most, ten cents on a dollar. Carried every penny he had on his person from then on until he died, before I was born.
My mother’s family lived in a city. My grandfather was a barber. They had some tough stretches when having enough food to put on the table was a problem.
Both sides of my family recall Christmas as being an orange and a peppermint stick for the most part, as far as presents, and they were grateful. Getting a doll was a very memorable thing for my mother.
Both sides still have an abiding affection for the foods that carried them through, those who are still alive that is. Cornbread, pinto beans, wild greens either cooked or as salad, such as “creasies” which grow wild all over, mustard, dandelion, even young green shoots of pokeweed. Wild persimmons made into a pudding, apples of all kinds, especially those that kept well.
It’s useful knowledge. I’m all for it.
If you go on You Tube there is a lady (I think she is called the Depression lady) who has several videos where she makes the Depression dinners that they really ate when she was a kid. Its very interesting. Some of it looks pretty good.
~Freeper Kitchen Ping~
Other food related posts today:
http://www.freerepublic.com/focus/f-news/2709801/posts
Got groceries? Wal-Mart testing home delivery
http://www.freerepublic.com/focus/f-news/2709697/posts
Wal-Mart outlines new strategy
http://www.freerepublic.com/focus/f-news/2709298/posts
Freaking out for freeze-dried food
My father’s favorite ‘cheap’ food back in the 60’s-70’s
(not cheap now)
Can of condensed mushroom soup (or any condensed soup)
Same can amount of water
Same can amount of minute rice
Cook covered until tender (was pretty good and filling)
Was also great for clean-up: one pot, one bowl(optional), one fork.
If you’re not picky about the quality of the rice or the brand of the soup, that’s still pretty darn cheap.
We ate (and I loved) blood pudding and blood sausage when I was a kid in the 1970s, not uncommon for farm familes of German heritage. Grandpa said that when they slaughtered hogs, they "used everything but the oink". :)
My Dad was was born in 1934, but the hard times continued in rural Ohio well into the 1940s. He remembers Grandma selling eggs at a 25 cent profit, which was all the spare cash they had during some weeks. The farm provided food enough for them and cousins who would come for Sunday dinner.
My parents were in their forties when they had me...both lived thru the Depression, and alot of what I grew up on was ‘Depression’ cooking...because that is all mom knew. A favorite was a real treat she called Depression Tea Cakes (honest). Stale bread, cut off the crust (crusts baked and salted for ‘chips’ btw), spread with your favorite jelly or jam or even apple butter, and then fried til golden. Sprinkle with sugar (and add in cinammon if using the apple butter). Amazingly good.
AWESOME.
Thanks.
My late father took cornbread with lard smeared on it to school for lunch, when he got to go to school instead of working in the fields. Many times he had only one potato to eat for dinner.
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